Pink Floyd (formado en 1964 en Cambridge, Reino Unido, por Roger Waters, Syd Barrett, Nick Mason, Richard Wright, y más tarde por David Gilmour) es una banda británica famosa por su rock progresivo y psicodélico, letras filosóficas, experimentación musical y elaboradas presentaciones en vivo. Su nombre fue adaptado por Barrett de la conjunción de los nombres de pila de los bluseros norteamericanos Pink Anderson y Floyd Council.
Lanzaron su primer album The Piper at the Gates of Dawn en 1967
¡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!
#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## From [email protected] (Harold C.L. Baur) Subject: CRD: Breathe... (Floyd/DSOTM) Date: 21 Mar 1994 17:38:30 +0100 Distribution: world
Here's the chords to Breathe... of DSOTM by Pink Floyd. Anybody got the chords to "Money" ? It would complete my collection of songs on DSOTM.
Enjoy, Bo.
Breathe
EmAEmA etc
EmA Breathe, breathe in the air
EmA Don't be afraid to care
EmA Leave but don't leave me
EmA Look around and chose your own ground
C For long you live and high you fly
Bm And smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry
F And all you touch and all you see
GD7#9D7b9 Is all your life will ever be
D7#9(x5456x) D7b9(x5454x)
Run, run rabbit run Dig that hole, forget the sun, And when at last the work is done Don't sit down it's time to start another one For long you live and high you fly But only if you ride the tide And balanced on the biggest wave You race toward an early grave.
(and right after the last chord of "Time" theres...) Breathe Reprise
Home, home again I like to be there when UI can When I come in cold and tired It's good to warm my bones beside the fire Far away across the field The tolling of the iron bell Calls the faithful to their knees To hear the softly spoken magic spells.