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English: 'Good Faces' - a project straight from Cracow (PL). Containing three person; sibling vocalists (Shisha n’ MateraZ) and a wonderful guitarist (Davit). Getting an inspiration out of many sources join the individual sense of music with a desire to experiment. Their new demo “Sunday†is fully controlled average of talent and coincidence.
Music DavitMateraZShisha and MateraZPolish: Krakowski projekt muzyczny na trzy czesci rozdzielon. Dwoje spokrewnionych ze soba wokalistow i znakomity gitarzysta. Shisha, MateraZ i Davit inspiracje czerpia z wielu zrodel, profesjonalnie laczac indywidualne wyczucie muzyki z checia do eksperymentowania. Ich najnowsze demo „Sunday†jest kontrolowana wypadkowa talentu i przypadku.
Muzyka DavitMateraZShisha i MateraZGood Faces - Yellow Cinderella
(lyrics by MateraZ)
All my life I felt so blind,
looking for someone I couldn't find,
a girl,
as precious as a pearl.
I would spend some time with her,
and everything would be so blurred,
together,
despite of the weather.
Goodbyes,
till the day I saw Your eyes
You were standing there
hot and heavy summer air
seems You didn't even care
dressed up like a yellow cinderella
You were there
oh, why is it so unfair
that I didn't even dare to
face You my yellow cinderella
In the middle of this slow motion,
felt like I was divin in a big wide ocean,
so low,
I just hope You didn't know
Standing out there left alone,
should I ask for number of Your telephone,
out of hand,
couldn't help my heart expand.
Couldn't stand,
couldn't help my heart expand
You were standing there
hot and heavy summer air
seems You didn't even care
dressed up like a yellow cinderella
You were there
oh, why is it so unfair
Will You manage to repair my
broken heart, yellow cinderella?
You were there
oh, why is it so unfair
that I didn't even dare to
face You?
Good Faces - Sunday
(lyrics by MateraZ)
Telephone booth so small
and I already know,
for You it doesn't even matter.
Teardrops are falling down,
theres just one thougt in mind,
I guess that worst what could have happened.
Than, came that sunday or Tuesday
lonely sunday or Tuesday
rainy sunday or Tuesday
You went away
on that sunday or Tuesday
and I don't even remember
was it sunday or tuesday.
Loudly behind the wall
that song on the radio,
and I don't think I'm gettin better.
He sung about comin' home
n' Your sad voice on the telephone
made me want to stay here forever.
Than, came that sunday or Tuesday
lonely sunday or Tuesday
rainy sunday or Tuesday
You went away
on that sunday or Tuesday
and I don't even remember
was it sunday or tuesday.
Telephone booth so small
and I already know,
for You it doesn't even matter.
Teardrops are falling down,
theres just one thougt in mind,
I guess that worst what could have happened.
And I don't even remember!
and was it sunday or tuesday?
was it sunday or tuesday?
was it sunday or tuesday?
I don't even remember
was it sunday or tuesday.