1. |
Mi Caballo
03:53
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(traditional)
Es mi caballo blanco
Como un amanecer
Siempre juntitos vamos
Es mi amigo mas fiel
Mi caballo
Mi caballo
Galopando va
Mi caballo
Mi caballo
Se va y se va
En alas de una dicha
Mi caballo corrio
Y en brazos de una pena
Tambien el me llevo
Hasta que a dios le pido
Que lo tenga muy bien
Si a su lado me llama
En mi blanquito ire
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Erin – vocal and jarana
Joel Litwin - bongos
San Juan Theater, Friday Harbor
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2. |
Who Says
04:54
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Who says
who has something to say
And who doesn’t?
Who decides
who’s going to be the voice
of the next generation?
I ran away, I ran away
I almost didn’t make it back
I almost didn’t turn around
Where is that little voice in my head
I heard so long ago?
Why did I ever let them shout her down?
Is she going to make it back?
Is she going to turn around?
Don’t you give up on me
I need your little birds in my ear
Won’t you keep whispering
Yes, I am listening
Now I hear
I think she’s going to make it back
I think she’s going to turn around
--
Erin – vocal and guitar
Joel Litwin – milk bottle and backup vocal
San Juan Theater, Friday Harbor
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3. |
El Tigre
04:25
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No sufras tanto, mi amor
Nunca supiste cuidar el dolor
Por tu hermano, tu amigo y tu patria
Por todo, te duele
Y por todo te culpas
No, mi amor
Ojos que me hacias
Nuestro amor te hizo
Olvidar tus penas
Solo por un momento
Agarra a tu pasado
Es un tigre feroz
No existe jaula
Que detanga su voz
Mientras que duermes
Te va a cantar
Despiertas llorando
Sin saber por que
//
The Tiger
My love, don’t suffer so
You never learned
to tend this sorrow
for your brother,
your friend,
your homeland
You grieve so,
blaming yourself—
Don’t.
You made eyes at me
Our love made you
gorget your sorrow
but only for a moment
Grab hold of your past
It is a ferocious tiger
There is no cage
which can detain its voice
While you sleep
it will sing to you
And you’ll wake crying
without knowing why
--
Erin – vocal and nylon-string guitar
Fort Worden Theater, Port Townsend
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4. |
Didjago
02:39
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Didjago
Down by the grey water
With a rock in your hand
Did you pick up a stone
Skip it like a heartbeat
Over the water
--
Erin – vocal and pasta
Joel Litwin – vocal and frame drum
Fort Worden Theater, Port Townsend
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5. |
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by Sting
E amanhã a chuva levará
O sangue que a luta deixou derramar
Na pele a dor do aço tão cruel
Jamais a nossa voz vai calar
O mato assim pode acabar
Com uma vida e nada mais
Porque nem mesmo a violência
Destrui ideais
Tem gente que não sente
Que o mundo assim
Ficará frágil demais
Choro eu e você
E o mundo também,
E o mundo também
Choro eu e você
Que fragilidade
Que fragilidade
--
Erin – vocal and guitar
Joel Litwin – bongos
From Erin Corday Live at the Seattle Center Arena
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6. |
Still Life
03:00
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I’m weary, my friend
And I long to be once again
Your dark cedar
Your field of sweet grass
So long since you breathed
Deeply of this damp earth
Pressed into it
With a hunger
Instead you walk slowly
A witness returning
To the scene of the crime
Carefully stepping
Over this dead body
This stain of blood
I want to cut away
The yellow tape
And run so far
So far from here
Away from the still life
Away from the still life
I’m weary, my friend
And I need so to be strong
My body wants peace
Oh but the war rages on
--
Erin – vocal and guitar
Fort Worden Theater, Port Townsend
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7. |
Tunnel Vision [Segue]
03:21
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In between songs.
Erin & Joel
Fort Worden Theater, Port Townsend
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8. |
Bamba (Hush version)
04:20
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(Traditional)
Para bailar la bamba
Para bailar la bamba
Se necesita una poca de gracia
Una poca de gracia y otra cosita
Arriba y arriba iré
Por ti seré
Por ti seré
En mi casa me dicen
En mi casa me dicen
"El Inocente"
porque tengo muchachos
De quince a veinte
Arriba y arriba iré
Por ti seré
Por ti seré
Bamba, bamba
Bamba, bamba
Por ti seré
Por ti seré
Yo no soy marinero
Yo no soy marinero
Soy capitán
Soy capitán
Soy capitán
Arriba y arriba iré
Por ti seré
Por ti seré
Para subir al cielo
Para subir al cielo
Se necesita un escalera grande
Y otra chiquita
Arriba y arriba iré
Por ti seré
Por ti seré
Bamba, bamba
Por ti seré
Por ti seré
ENGLISH:
In order to dance the Bamba
A little charm is needed
And another thing
Up and up I’ll go
I will be yours
I will be yours
At home
They call me the innocent one
Because I have fifteen to twenty boyfriends
Up and up I’ll go
I will be yours
I will be yours
Bamba, bamba
I will be yours
I'm not a sailor
I'm not a sailor
I'm a captain
I'm a captain
I'm a captain
Up and up I’ll go
I will be yours
I will be yours
To climb to heaven
You need a big ladder
And a small one too
Up and up I’ll go
I will be yours
I will be yours
Bamba, bamba
I will be yours
--
Erin – vocal and jarana
Joel Litwin – milk bottle
Madisons, Seattle
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9. |
Pi
02:32
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(American Folk Rhyme / Music by E. Corday & Joel Litwin)
Secant tangent
Cosine sine
3.14159
Pi
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Erin – vocal
Joel Litwin – vocal
Allied Arts Theater, Bellingham
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10. |
Eclipse
05:12
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(by John Denver)
The sun is slowly fading in the western sky
Sometimes it takes forever for the day to end
Sometimes it takes a lifetime
Sometimes I think I’ll never see the sun again
There’s a heavy smog between me and the mountains
It’s enough to make a grown man sit and cry
It’s enough to make you wonder
It’s enough to make the world roll up and die
I think it’s kind of interesting the way things get to be
The way that people work with their machines
Serenity’s a long time coming to me
The fact I don’t believe I know what it means anymore
In the east a shaded moon is hanging lazily
I do believe I saw the old man smile
I do believe I did
I do believe that he’s been laughing all the while
I think it’s kind of interesting the way things get to be
The way that people work with their machines
Serenity’s a long time coming to me
The fact I don’t believe I know what it means anymore
When the sun is slowly fading in the western sky
Sometimes it takes forever the day to end
Sometimes it takes a lifetime
Sometimes I think I’ll never see the sun again
The sun again, the sun again
--
Erin – vocal and guitar
The Cosmos, Bellingham
We included this despite a radical amount of noise because it just felt special.
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11. |
Wicked Road
03:25
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Wicked road
With your forked tongue
I thought you would speak to me
I thought you would sing
I let you undress me
And unfold my wings
Wicked road
With your forked tongue
Crawling on your belly
You slither and creep
You snuggle inside me
And lull me to sleep
Hey, hey
Asphalt grinds its heavy boot
Marching east and west
and south and north
Trudging like a weary soldier
Like a scar on the face of the earth
Hey, hey
Riding on the painted bus
Broken down again
But there’s no hurry
Choir boys sing—
The frogs and the crickets
Fireflies tickle the dark sky
Hey! Hey!
--
Erin – vocal
Fort Worden Theater, Port Townsend
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