I don´t know how Sting did not cry playing and singing it! It is very sad. He composed it inspired on his father who died. The forgotten words said by a ghost that wanders remembering his life as a human regretting doing something with his father when got the opportunity :(
Porque la vida, el cielo y toda la gracia inmensa del mas allá no termina en ese adios porque empieza en el presente cuando un sueño guiado en el espiritu de ese algo que nos guia en el momento ideal .
what a great concert
I don´t know how Sting did not cry playing and singing it! It is very sad. He composed it inspired on his father who died. The forgotten words said by a ghost that wanders remembering his life as a human regretting doing something with his father when got the opportunity :(
Damn I love his voice...and I love the lyrics. Perfect voice for perfect lyrics!
Truly magical piece of work. So spiritual. Music is other worldly. Nothing else ..
One of the best songs he’s ever done amongst plenty…love it.
Love this song and it means a lot to me...!
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Me encanta esta canión, la traduje a castellano y es la canción que mas significa para mi........una de muchas,,,,,pero la mejor¡¡¡¡¡¡¡
Every song tells a story
I love this song
The song is about his father and what he had meant for Sting when his father passed away.
wooooooooooooooooooooooooooow
por fin esta version en youtube.... muchasa gracias por ssubirlo =)
Love
Porque la vida, el cielo y toda la gracia inmensa del mas allá no termina en ese adios porque empieza en el presente cuando un sueño guiado en el espiritu de ese algo que nos guia en el momento ideal .
Impresiónante historia muy buena y espiritual.
far the best all-time!
Ghost Story
Sting
I watch the western sky
The sun is sinking
The geese are flying south
It sets me thinking
I did not miss you much
I did not suffer
What did not kill me
Just made me tougher
I feel the winter come
His icy sinews,
Now in the firelight
The case continues
Another night in court
The same old trial
The same old questions asked
The same denial
The shadows closing round
Like jury members
I look for answers in
The fire's embers
Why was I missing then
That whole December?
I give my usual line,
I don't remember
Another winter comes
His icy fingers creep
Into these bones of mine
These memories never sleep
And all these differences
A cloak I borrowed
We kept our distances
Why should it follow
That I must have loved you?
Is the force that binds the stars?
I wore this mask to hide my scars
What is the power that pulls the tide?
Never could find a place to hide
What moves the earth around the sun?
What could I do but run and run and run?
Afraid to love, afraid to fail
A mast without a sail
The moon's a fingernail
And slowly sinking
Another day begins
And now I'm thinking
That this indifference
Was my invention
When everything I did
Sought your attention
You were my compass star
You were my measure
You were a pirate's map
Of buried treasure
If this was all correct
The last thing I'd expect
The prosecution rests
It's time that I confessed
I must have loved you
I must have loved you ...
Songwriters: Gordon Sumner
Ghost Story lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Luvit ....
genius
... another day begins ...
He has played that one exact same bass for so long, assuming he removed that white pick guard from it.
como se llama este convierto
"I must have . . . "
A minor song among Sting's but nonetheless beautiful
Starts in minor...and then switches to major.
I have enough Ghosts in my life, they've have been slamming doors lately, trying to get my attention or it could just be the wind.
Beautiful! What's his Halloween song, then?
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