¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
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Violets for a dead girl
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Tabbed by: Horacia
E-Mail: [email protected]
Tuning Standard
VERSE
Gm
Don't stray from the path
The good people say
Cm
Well, she never did
But in a grove she lay
D
The snow, it was falling
B
As a stranger passed by
Gm
And gazed right into
D Gm
Her lifeless, little eyes
VERSE
There was something about her
The good people say
Rumours start spreading
Once started, they'll stay
She went with the wolves
A whisper goes round
Her skin was ripped and torn
The night she was found
BRIDGE
Gm
And on her bare breast
Cm Gm
A frozen flower lay
Gm
It was a violet
Cm Gm
That's what people say
CHORUS
Gm
Violets were your favourite flowers
Cm D
You always smiled when I
Gm
Gave them to you
Cm
Now I stand at your grave
Trembling for hours
Gm
My numb hands clutch
At frozen flowers
F
But flowers won't do
Gm
No more smile comes from you...
VERSE
She was that kind of woman
Man loves to adore
But her tender kisses
Left me longing for more
I try to be humble
The best that I can
But there is a wolf
Hiding in every man.
VERSE
It lays there waiting
And when the time's right
Love turns to hunger
In a dark grove at night.
What difference does it make
If you run, scream or cry?
When a wolf has scented the blood
All that's left is to die...
BRIDGE
Even if I placed a violet
Into a cold hand
Some things had to happen
There's no way to pretend
CHORUS
Gm
Violets were your favourite flowers
Cm D
You always smiled when I
Gm
Gave them to you
Cm
Now I stand at your grave
Trembling for hours
Gm
My numb hands clutch
At frozen flowers
Violets were your favourite flowers
you always smiled when I
Gave them to you
Now I stand at your grave
And grief devours
What's left of my soul
And the frozen flowers
These flowers won't do
there's no more smile coming from you...
Violets for a dead girl
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Tabbed by: Horacia
E-Mail: [email protected]
Tuning Standard
VERSE
Gm
Don't stray from the path
The good people say
Cm
Well, she never did
But in a grove she lay
D
The snow, it was falling
B
As a stranger passed by
Gm
And gazed right into
D Gm
Her lifeless, little eyes
VERSE
There was something about her
The good people say
Rumours start spreading
Once started, they'll stay
She went with the wolves
A whisper goes round
Her skin was ripped and torn
The night she was found
BRIDGE
Gm
And on her bare breast
Cm Gm
A frozen flower lay
Gm
It was a violet
Cm Gm
That's what people say
CHORUS
Gm
Violets were your favourite flowers
Cm D
You always smiled when I
Gm
Gave them to you
Cm
Now I stand at your grave
Trembling for hours
Gm
My numb hands clutch
At frozen flowers
F
But flowers won't do
Gm
No more smile comes from you...
VERSE
She was that kind of woman
Man loves to adore
But her tender kisses
Left me longing for more
I try to be humble
The best that I can
But there is a wolf
Hiding in every man.
VERSE
It lays there waiting
And when the time's right
Love turns to hunger
In a dark grove at night.
What difference does it make
If you run, scream or cry?
When a wolf has scented the blood
All that's left is to die...
BRIDGE
Even if I placed a violet
Into a cold hand
Some things had to happen
There's no way to pretend
CHORUS
Gm
Violets were your favourite flowers
Cm D
You always smiled when I
Gm
Gave them to you
Cm
Now I stand at your grave
Trembling for hours
Gm
My numb hands clutch
At frozen flowers
Violets were your favourite flowers
you always smiled when I
Gave them to you
Now I stand at your grave
And grief devours
What's left of my soul
And the frozen flowers
These flowers won't do
there's no more smile coming from you...
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