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Pink Martini
Pink Martini


Background information
Origin Portland, Oregon, United States
Genre(s) Classical
Lounge
Latin
Jazz
Years active 1994—present
Label(s) Heinz Records
Naпve Records
Wrasse Records
Website Website
Members
Thomas Lauderdale
China Forbes
Robert Taylor
Gavin Bondy
Paloma Griffin
Brian Davis
Derek Rieth
Martin Zarzar
Phil Baker
Timothy Nishimoto
Maureen Love
Former members
Doug Smith
Jonas Tauber
David Eby
John Wager
Richard Rothfus
Pepe Raphael



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Pink Martini Album


Sympathique (11/18/1997)
11/18/1997
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No hay problema (instrumental)
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Andalucia (instrumental)
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Bolero (instrumental)
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Lullaby (instrumental)
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Amado mio
Love me forever
And let forever begin tonight

Amado mio
When we're together
I'm in a dream world
Of sweet delight

Many times I've whispered
Amado mio
It was just a phrase
That I heard in plays
I was acting a part

But now when I whisper
Amado mio
Can't you tell I care
By the feeling there
'Cause it comes from my heart

I want you ever
I love my darling
Wanting to hold you
And hold you tight

Amado mio
Love me forever
And let forever
Begin tonight

Many times I've whispered
Amado mio
It was just a phrase
That I heard in plays
I was acting a part

But now when I whisper
Amado mio
Can't you tell I care
By the feeling there
'Cause it comes from my heart

I want you ever
I love my darling
Wanting to hold you
And hold you tight

Amado mio
Love me forever
And let forever
Begin tonight
And let forever
Begin tonight
And let forever
Begin tonight

. . .

No hay problema

[No lyrics]

. . .



Ma chambre a la forme d'une cage
Le soleil passe son bras par la fenêtre
Les chasseurs à ma porte
Comme les p'tits soldats
Qui veulent me prendre

Je ne veux pas travailler
Je ne veux pas déjeuner
Je veux seulement l'oublier
Et puis je fume

Déjà j'ai connu le parfum de l'amour
Un million de roses n'embaumerait pas autant
Maintenant une seule fleur dans mes entourages
Me rend malade

Je ne veux pas travailler
Je ne veux pas déjeuner
Je veux seulement l'oublier
Et puis je fume

Je ne suis pas fière de ça
Vie qui veut me tuer
C'est magnifique être sympathique
Mais je ne le connais jamais

Je ne veux pas travailler
Non
Je ne veux pas déjeuner
Je veux seulement l'oublier
Et puis je fume

Je ne suis pas fière de ça
Vie qui veut me tuer
C'est magnifique être sympathique
Mais je ne le connais jamais

Je ne veux pas travailler
Non
Je ne veux pas déjeuner
Je veux seulement l'oublier
Et puis je fume

. . .



When I was just a little girl
I asked my mother what will I be
Will I be pretty
Will I be rich
Here's what she said to me

Que sera sera
Whatever will be will be
The future's not ours to see
Que sera sera

When I was just a child in school
I asked my teacher what should I try
Should I paint pictures
Should I sing songs
This was her wise reply

Que sera sera
Whatever will be will be
The future's not ours to see
Que sera sera

When I grew up and fell in love
I asked my sweetheart what lies ahead
Will there be rainbows day after day
Here's what my sweetheart said

Que sera sera
Whatever will be will be
The future's not ours to see
Que sera sera

What will be, will be
Que sera sera...

. . .



Viniste a mi
Como poesia en la cancion
Mostrandome
Un nuevo mundo de pasion

Amandome
Sin egoismo y sin razon
Mas sin saber
Que era el amor
Yo protegi mi corazon

El sol se fue
Y yo cantando tu cancion
La soledad
Se aduena de toda emocion

Perdoname
Si el miedo robo mi ilusion
Viniste a mi
No supe amar
Y solo queda esta cancion

Viniste a mi
Como poesia en la cancion
Mostrandome
Un nuevo mundo de pasion

Amandome
Sin egoismo y sin razon
Mas sin saber
Que era el amor
Yo protegi mi corazon

El sol se fue
Y yo cantando tu cancion
La soledad
Se aduena de toda emocion

Perdoname
Si el miedo robo mi ilusion
Viniste a mi
No supe amar
Y solo queda esta cancion

. . .



Donde estas, donde estas, Yolanda
Que paso, que paso, Yolanda
Te busque, te busque, Yolanda
Y no estas, y no estas Yolanda

Donde estas, donde estas, Yolanda
Que paso, que paso, Yolanda
Te busque, te busque, Yolanda
Y no estas, y no estas Yolanda

Tus ojos me miraron
Tus labios me besaron
Con ese fuego ardiente
Ardiente de mujer

La luz de tu mirada
El fuego de tus labios
Flecharon a mi pecho y de ti me enamore

Donde estas, donde estas, Yolanda
Que paso, que paso, Yolanda
Te busque, te busque, Yolanda
Y no estas, y no estas Yolanda

Donde estas, donde estas, Yolanda
Que paso, que paso, Yolanda
Te busque, te busque, Yolanda
Y no estas, y no estas Yolanda
Dikedikeda!!

Donde estas, donde estas, Yolanda
Que paso, que paso, Yolanda
Te busque, te busque, Yolanda
Y no estas, y no estas Yolanda

Donde estas, donde estas, Yolanda
Que paso, que paso, Yolanda
Te busque, te busque, Yolanda
Y no estas, y no estas Yolanda

Me dicen que paseabas
En un carro Yolanda
Muy guapa y arrogante
Y todos te silbaban.

Si un dia te encontrara
No se que puedo hacer
No se me vuelvo loco
Si ya no te vuelvo a ver

Donde estas, donde estas, Yolanda
Que paso, que paso, Yolanda
Te busque, te busque, Yolanda
Y no estas, y no estas Yolanda

Donde estas, donde estas, Yolanda
Que paso, que paso, Yolanda
Te busque, te busque, Yolanda
Y no estas, y no estas Yolanda

. . .

Andalucia

[No lyrics]

. . .



Dare mo hairenu
Daiya no kokoro
Tsumetai watashi
No kokoro no
Naka ni wa

Donna tenshi
Mo akogare
Sasayaki mo
Otoko no ainado
Todoki wa shinai
Todoki wa shinai

. . .

Bolero

[No lyrics]

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(Pote tin Kiriaki)

Ap to parathiro mou stelno
Ena dio ke tria ke tessera filia
Pou ftanoun sto limani
Ena ke dio ke tria ke tessera poulia

Pos ithela na eho ena ke dio ke tria ke tessera pedia
Pou san tha megalosoun ola
Na ginoun levendes gia hari tou Pirea

Osso ki an psaxo
Den vrisko allo limani
Treli na m ehi kani Osso ton Pirea
Pou otan vradiazi
Tragudia m aradiazi
Ke tis penies tou allazi
Gemizi apo pedia

Apo tin porta mou san vgo
Den iparhi kanis
Pou na min ton agapo
Ke san to vradi kimitho
Xero pos, xero pos tha ton onirefto
Petradia vazo sto lemo
Ke mia han…, ke mia handra filahto
Ke ta vradia kartero sto
Limani san tha vgo kappion ahnosto na vro

Osso ki an psaxo
Te vrisko allo limani
Treli na m ehi kani Osso tou Pirea
Pou otan vradiazi
Tragudia m aradiazi
Ke tis penies tou allazi
Gemizi apo pedia

Ap to parathiro mou stelno
Ena dio ke tria ke tessera filia
Pou ftanoun sto limani
Ena ke dio ke tria ke tessera poulia
Pos ithela na eho ena ke dio ke tria ke tessera pedia
Pou san tha megalosoun
Ola na ginoun leventes gia hari tou Pirea


Children Of Piraeus
(Greek translation)

From my balcony I send
One, two, three and four kisses to the world
Over the docks of Piraeus fly
One, two, three and four seagulls, I am told

How much I'd love to have
One, two, three and four boys, proud and fine
And when one day they grow up
They'll be manly and strong
For this precious port of mine

And when I come out of my door
There is no one in the world, there is
No one I don't love
And every night I close my eyes and I
Sleep and I know
I'll dream of them just like before

Jewels around my neck
A good-luck charm I carry
Because the night falls and I long
To find a perfect stranger
And seduce him with my song

So much I've tried
I've never found a port
To captivate my heart
As Piraeus does

And when the night falls
The air is filled with songs
With tunes and sounds and laughter
Bursting with life and youthful calls

. . .



Brazil, when stars were entertaining June,
We stood beneath an amber moon
And softly murmured someday soon...
We kissed and clung together

Then - tomorrow was another day
The morning found us miles away
With still a million things to say.
And now, when twilight dims the skies above
Recalling thrills of our love
There's one thing I'm certain of...
Return, I will, to old Brazil.

Brazil, when stars were entertaining June,
We stood beneath an amber moon
And softly murmured someday soon...
We kissed and clung together

Then - tomorrow was another day
The morning found us miles away
With still a million things to say.
And now when twilight dims the skies above
Recalling thrills of our love there's one thing
I'm certain of... Return, I will, to old Brazil.

. . .

Lullaby

[No lyrics]

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