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Spanish eyes

by Malasañers

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1.
Spanish Eyes 03:59
SPANISH EYES (Carlos del Pino, Brendan Murphy) Those Spanish eyes are fading fast And soon no more will see Those Spanish eyes that've seen so much So let me tell to thee ‘Twas in the year of ‘36 The Fascists came to call They took the men both young and old And put them to the wall Those Spanish eyes are fading fast And soon will see no more If only she could live again to see what the future lies in store Then came the men from far and wide To help the noble cause They fought and laughed and loved and died For the sake of Spanish eyes They came from North, South, and East From Dublin, Clare and from Kildare Their mission here was all too clear To halt the evil beast Those Spanish eyes are fading fast And soon will see no more If only she could live again to see what the future lies in store Young Martin came from Kerry A fisherman it’s true they danced and drank and lived and loved ‘Til a bullet saw him through Our life is all so very short Of that so much is true When brother’s killing brother For shirts of different hue Those Spanish eyes are fading fast And soon will see no more I´d give those eyes to be the one To lead them from the ´fore And in the end She had no fear When the Blueshirts came to call For they put she in a prison cell And threw away the key Those Spanish eyes have seen it all And what they say is true The tyrants they will never beat The bravery of the few Those Spanish eyes are fading fast And soon will see no more I´d give those eyes to be the one To lead them as before
2.
KING´S SHILLING (Carlos del Pino, Bryn Gorry) Rhyme nor reason, can´t explain it Why I stand on Spanish soil All my memories are of Ireland But the coat I wear is English wool The choice they gave me was bread and water And a paupers grave my certain faith Or travel for the king of England And keep the emperor from his gate To fight for those who have enslaved me To wave their flags and spill my blood To turn my back on my own country To leave my bones in foreign mud The men I kill fight for their homeland To make it strong and keep for her free As the sun sets on Conemara The guns of Badajoz will set for me
3.
Still Alive 02:55
STILL ALIVE (Carlos del Pino) Long time ago I left the town where the cruel syrens invited me But in my dreams I still hear her singing over the waves of the see Those where the days when I met him at the crossroads and I saw his face At that moment I found out what real fear means and I was not longer brave But I'm back again and still alive I've settled accounts and collected my thoughts and she still shines bright on my mind I hope she stands the test of time and doesn´t throw in the towel Nothing's change and it's all changed Switched sides, reactionary skin. Looking away, it's the easy way but I've learned with open eyes how to dream
4.
DRUNK AND SINGLE IN MADRID (Carlos del Pino, Brendan Murphy) Dublin was a dreary place Way back in '84 Cash was tight and work was scarce What's a man to do When things are lookin' grim I'll sell the bike, the books, the cat and get a ticket to Madrid I hear tell the women are lovely and the beers are mighty cheap Sure I might as well be drunk and single in Madrid I landed in Madrid's oul' town 'twas hot and mighty queer Sure how's a body to cool down But grab yourself a beer They don't do pints of any sort Nor shape, nor type, nor flavour But little glasses, thimble-sized Which don't do any favours But the grub is good And the beers are cheap I'm better off drunk and single in Madrid So I decided to set up shop with a Spanish lass And things were goin' fine But after months of playin' cool With promises of what's to come She's treats me like a tool No beers, no pubs, no rock and roll No meetin' with me mates Just sittin' in an' holdin' hands And waitin' for me chance Ah, you're better off drunk and single in Madrid So here we are And times have changed ' boot's on the other foot The money's tight and work is scarce They say that Ireland is the place But I'm better off broke, drunk and single in Madrid
5.
Listen 02:32
LISTEN (Carlos del Pino, Elena Burdiel) Listen to the dying, they know that life won’t wait Don´t you hide your dreams, don’t throw them away Don´t trust anyone who talks only black or white Get rid of those who won’t let you free your mind Wake up every morning loving what you do Happy that nobody but just you fill in your shoes If you don’t have this feeling, something’s gotta change Start living your own life before it is too late Listen to the old pirates, what they have to say Learn from their memories, the creases on their face Listen to old stories, let them lead your way Melodies remain when they’ve all been cleaned away Listen to the whisper from unmerciful Death She knows that who join her will always regret All their wasted time, not having been themselves plans that were abandon, the things they left unsaid
6.
Rights 02:52
RIGHTS (Carlos del Pino, Elena Burdiel) There are rights, rights for liberty There are rights, rights for life There are rights, rights for equality And they should never die No one shall be made a slave No one shall be subjected to cruelty I´m sorry but, ¿why Don't I believe? Looks great on paper, looks like a lie to me Where are the rights we were promised? Why you shoot us as the enemy? Didn’t choose you to be our tyrants But to preserve what we have built Through our effort and/ through our blood It’s not fair, dear grandparents Your pensions are filling their accounts By the time we get old enough A red pill will be our reward. No rights for the way you told me To start to walk alone No rights for the way they told me I´m not useful to the firm, no more Where are the rights we were promised? Why you shoot us as if we were the enemy? Do not choose for you were of our tyrants Just to manage what it costs us so much to win But you stole and let people die It’s not fair the way we’re feeling So abandoned, so unsafe, so insecure They smile watching us bleeding Let’s stand up, fight for our rights
7.
THE PRICE OF A MEMORY (Carlos del Pino, Bryn Gorry) Drawing patterns on windows Writing your name in the sand Carving a heart in an oak tree Holding your head in my hand Burning both ends of the candle Saying goodbye in the rain Losing myself in a bottle Breaking the links in a chain All that you dreamt no longer golden The morning as dark as night Your cards are high but still you fold them and head for the flickering light All of your hopes they all seem so far, far away I might sail away to Jamaica How long for I can´t say The sky is as blue as the way that I feel but the rum takes the feeling away You entertained while the feeling remained but without it you´re nothing but air The sun and the breeze as it blows through the trees leaves sadness and sand in my hair Although we paid, it was not in cash And we never paid what it was worth The value instead is ingrained in my skin And I´ll take it with me to the earth All of your hopes they all seem so far, far away
8.
Tell why 03:46
TELL WHY (Carlos del Pino, Walter Cantero) Tell why those many things Banished away, were thrown away And why with all of them You went away, hurried away Tell why you did me wrong Was I to blame? Was I to blame? And why you left me alone I played your game, your filthy game Tell why those shiny days They never stayed, no they won’t stay And half of me is gone And passed away, yes swept away Tell why you tossed me out Into deep pain, you’re such a bane And why all what I did It was in vain, all was in vain Listen to how I struggle babe Listen while I whine Listen to all the sweet old lies Listen how love dies But now my tears’ve been drained I’ve overcome the mighty storm And now my blood has thawed And now it’s warm, hell yes it’s warm Listen to what I’m trying to say Listen while I’m on trial Listen, now I’m not afraid I’m pleased to say goodbye And why my heart that night was black & blue?, left black & blue I guess that you were right Don’t deserve you, don´t deserve you Listen to what I have to say Listen this your whole damn life Listen how much I don’t care Listen Oh how I cry Listen to what I have to say Listen this your whole damn life Listen the last words I recite Get out, you´re only strife
9.
LUCKY DUCKIES (Carlos del Pino, Elena Burdiel) Born naive and clumsy He was all heart Ma’s little baby The apple of her eyes No one realised but He was growing fast Soon he had to face the world and leave his mother’s clasp He was feeling lonely He found no one to trust Everyone surrounding him Made him feel bad Was about to give up When someday, by chance, He met another dreamer He found a real friend This new mate was cagey Had had a difficult life Betrayed so many times Afraid of getting hurt He had found himself lost And wandered for a while Observing from a distance The hope that wouldn’t arrive Now they have each other And the sun begins to shine Now they see the moon and the stars Above in the sky They have started over And feel strong enough To clear every cloud that may be Hindering the road One day, no prior notice, It got really dark Shadows within the fog T´was a quick attack but They remained together And threw away their fears The proved that they could never Ever be defeated Many years have passed and They can’t help but smile Looking back to those days when they fougth the rough times Staring at the horizon The last one of their lives They’re so glad that evil Couldn’t poison their minds
10.
THE SIEGE OF DROGHEDA (Carlos del pino, David Sheilds) Twas in September, sixteen hundred and forty nine In the emerald isle, on the banks of the river Boyne Twelve thousand English fighting men with guns ready to pound Descended on the south of fair old Drogheda town A siege was fought and blood was spilled, Heads put on display for all, Survivors shipped to far away lands, All guilty of standing tall, Cromwells rage invoked by seeing fallen, comrades at the wall No quarter was given, all put to the sword, Again, we never will fall. With the crown on our side, we readied ourselves, The roundheads travelled to our shores, with Dublin already held, A council was convened, resolute defence was declared, An enemy in need of supplies, our ports their target we heard. Our walls were high but thin, no match for the cannon fire, Two breaches made, a surrender refused, our situation looked dire. The town was taken, St. Peter´s destroyed, a massacre had begun, Let no man say the cruelty of tyrants should be suffered by anyone.
11.
WALKING TOWARDS THE WAVES (Carlos del Pino, Bryn Gorry) Welcome to the game called fortune played by those who dare to dream They're all damn liars and trouble causes but they know their gold from brass All my life I've fought my demons knowing that I'll never win But to face them is like freedom from the hell I'm living in I walked and I walked to the rolling sea To mourn the one that's lost to me and I walked and I walked I could only see a wave of ghosts and one was me I'm bored and I'm bored if I do not play and risk throw-ing it all away and I'm bored and I'm bored if I can't be caught peace is what I was never taught and I fall and I fall but do not land I built my house of cards on sand and I fall and I fall because it's what I know I am rain, I am hail, I am sleet and snow
12.
TOO MANY FOOLS (Carlos del Pino, Walter Cantero) Twelve thousand soldiers, too many fools Sent out to war to wrest all from you Bet they all run when they see us come ´Cause me boys are brave and we´ll get through Twelve thousand cowards, too many fools Soon will know they have nothing to do They will come en masse but won´t break through ´cause me boy are strong and we won´t lose too many fools, too many fools You wanna take them, rise up your voice We´ll stand and fight now there´s no choice Die for your family, honor and pride, Here they come, boys keep the banners high Too many close their eyes and tasted the blood When they were weip out of this world Oh my young sweetheart, what have I done They promised glory but there was none Only the wails and shrieks of those Who left behind them someone beloved
13.
Stoneheart 02:35
STONEHEART (Elena Burdiel) Standing on the battlefield How could my eyes be so blind enemy amongst us entwined Traitors made us taste defeat In the dark, in the night, Be prepared, you won’t survive, you can scream, you will plead and I’ll take what’s mine In the dark, in the night, Your damn life’s in my hands and I won’t rest t’ill your blood is spread on the land Trapped, I can’t get through my path twisted to agonizing pain Anger running through my veins Feeding my unbeating heart You stole my life, my hope, my friends, put my brothers underground. By the foot of this very mound I will have my sweet revenge

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WOLVERINE RECORDS
WWR 209 - LC04926
www.wolverine-records.de

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released November 14, 2014

Recorded at Karma Studios (Spain) and Nobody Knows Studio (Germany)
Produced by Carlos del Pino & Elena Burdiel
Mixed by Carlos del Pino, Elena Burdiel & Arturo Reyes
Mastered by Mass Giorgini at Sonic Iguana Stusios (IN, USA)

Played by:

Carlos del Pino: voice, banjo, elec. & acoustic guitars, harmonica.
Elena MissBassPlayer: electric and acoustic guitars, ukelele.
Javier "Vicius" Cano: bass
Jordi Vila: drums

Miguel Fernández: fiddle in 02, 03, 04, 05, 06, 09, 11, 13 tin whistle in 02, 09, mandolin in 08, accordion in 10, choirs in 10, 12
Max Heckel: fiddle in 01, 02, 08, 12
Juan Acosta: tin whistle and flutes in 01, 03, 06, 12
Walter Cantero: mandolin in 01, 02, 12

Cover by Juan Acosta
Malasañers logo by Carlos del Pino
Art design by Raquel Casais

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