Moving Under

by Cosaquitos en Globo

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COSAQUITOS EN GLOBO - MOVING UNDER

Track list:

01. Hide Away
02. My Own Steps
03. Out of Presence
04. Silence
05. Rejected
06. The System is Running Out
07. Mas de lo que Das
08. Promises of Will
09. Hidden Law
10. Cita Final
11. Work in Progress


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Cosaquitos en Globo son/are:

Maru Pardo Saguier (voz/voice)
Sebastian Cordoves (sintetizadores/synthesizers)

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released February 1, 2010

Todas las canciones compuestas por Maria Eugenia Pardo Saguier y Sebastian Cordoves.
All songs written by Maria Eugenia Pardo Saguier and Sebastián Cordoves.

Arte de tapa/ Art cover: MaruPS
Fotografia/Photography: Yemina Pix

©2010

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Cosaquitos en Globo Ciudad Autónoma De Buenos Aires, Argentina

COSAQUITOS EN GLOBO (‘Little Cossacks in Ballon) is an Argentine electropop band.
Since their beginning they have stood out for their very personal sound with a strong electro orientation.
Their songs, with strong melodies, are built around synthetic sound and dance grooves, keeping an energy often more associated to rock than electronic music.
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Track Name: Hide Away
HIDE AWAY

Covering prints from the scene, seems too hard to disappear.

I believe there's a chance I might just burn the whim in silence.

Wondering, covering, seems too hard to disappear.

I believe there's a chance I might just burn the whim in silence.

Don't need to hide, don't need to hide.don't need to hide away.

Trying to see what's underneath - to believe is to concede -

I will tease, there's a chance I might, to burn the whim in silence.

Trying to see, covering - to believe is to concede -

I will tease, there's a chance I might, to burn the whim in silence.

Don't need to hide, don't need to hide.don't need to hide away.
Track Name: My Own Steps
MY OWN STEPS

A forest, a tree, a track, a lead.
A path to clear to know for real.
A sound, a stream, a crowd to miss.
A pleasure indeed to find what I need

Does it hurt when I don't follow
your mistaken recipe?
I don't know how much you come to know how much
you'll find yourself in me.

A house, a ring, a notion, a feel.
A storm, a deal, a flavour, a blink.
A stop to think, a stage to leak.
A mind to keep, an option to treat.

Does it hurt when I don't follow
your mistaken recipe?
I don't know how much you come to know how much
you'll find yourself in me.

To doubt, to lean, to come to steer.
To touch, to feel, to show, to fear,
To love, to mean, to ask, to give.
To stay, to leave, to follow, to lead.

Does it hurt when i don't follow
your mistaken recipe?
I don't know how much you come to know how much
you'll find yourself in me.
Track Name: Out of Presence
OUT OF PRESENCE

You found the last fast trick
to build an idol,
I wish there was no trace
to leave behind us.
What's here to my replace?
You'll find another.
I will deny all this.
I will deny all.

I don't feel like here,
I don't wanna fall.
I don't see what's near,
I don't wanna know.

Moving fast, moving forth. Moving fast, moving forth.
Moving fast, moving out of presence.

You found the last fast trick
to build an icon,
I wish there was no place
where they could find us.
What's here to my replace?
You'll find another.
I will deny all this.
I will deny all

Moving fast, moving forth. Moving fast, moving forth.
Moving fast, moving out of presence.
Track Name: Silence
SILENCE

Was there a time for me too?
Worry's the dust I slip through
Was that too much cast into fire?

To think was not to fight it,
the trick would leave me higher.

Was that too much cast into fire?

You set it up the wrong way.
You set it up the wrong way.

Two leads to start the travel,
too many things to wonder
to fill the void with my own silence.

Forbid to bring me violence,
forbid to bring me guidence
to fill the void with my own silence.

You set it up the wrong way
You set it up the wrong way
Track Name: Rejected
REJECTED

As if I told you I wasn't kind
would mean it's all gonna be allright.
I never felt like I'd need to find
a different way than I look inside.
It's not like I never did the math,
it's all a question of alibies.
What if I knew that what's here to try
tomorrow may not be around

Rejected, rejected, rejected.
I don't think that's helping.
Rejected, rejected, rejected.
Doesn't seem to fit me.

Another question, another line
may not be better in real time.
For sure a cure may not be found,
that's not a promise I can keep up.
But if I told you I never lie
that's not a rule that may apply.
What if I knew that what's here to try
tomorrow may not be around

Rejected, rejected, rejected.
I don't think that's helping.
Rejected, rejected, rejected.
Doesn't seem to fit me.
Track Name: The System is Running Out
THE SYSTEM IS RUNNING OUT

Know what the system is running out.
I have a feeling I never touch
a different wave, a different way of narrow place.

It sets an alert what comes to mind,
in ticking places a bomb comes out.
I need to trace, I need to dance on my own stage.

You could have told me you know what's there.
I never looked, now it's all I am.
I never played, I never stepped this far away.

Upgrading info, you know I can,
it's just a matter of what comes next.
A different wave, a different way of narrow place?

Know what the system is all about:
I take a place, then I wear it out.
I never care, I'm never there to start again.

In ticking places a bomb comes out,
it's all I dare, almost all I've got.
I take my stand, I drain my way to my own stage.

It's funny how never seems the same
the way you are, how you play your game.
A different wave, a different way of narrow place

Know what the system is running out.
I have a feeling I've never touched
a different wave, a different way of narrow place.
Track Name: Mas de lo que Das
MAS DE LO QUE DAS

Trato de igualar los halagos con los pasos,
tanto simular me ha vuelto a armar.
Juego sin piedad insinuando lo que gano,
ya no digo mas lo que es verdad.

Complice en armar la mirada como plano,
alguien quiso mas de lo que das.
Voces sin iman anudandose en mis manos
cambian el final por mi final.
Track Name: Promises of Will
PROMISES OF WILL

For what is best
I'll take the risk,

these promises of will

I should expect
to find again
this adolescent feel.

I wouldn't care
to take the blame
and stumble without shield.
The game is fair,
enough to dare
and dive into this field.

A different kind of whim involved
I haven't said before.
I need to find a different word,
and instant drive for more.

For what is best
I'll give a rest,
this fancy strip of fear.
I should expect
to starve again,
this anxious speed of thrill.

I would'n care
to start to play
and try this fine new trick.
The game is fair,
enough to dare
and dive into this field.

A different kind of whim involved
I haven't said before.
I need to find a different word,
and instant drive for more.
Track Name: Hidden Law
HIDDEN LAW

I like this sceptic,
kind of electric, cloud.
An instant breaking
of laws i can't confine.
As I've been searching,
don't have to make it start.
I'd like you in it
(I'll let you be your part)

- hidden law -

The space is shifting,
no time to be appart.
Is activated,
just wait for my command.
I like it better
unusual, real, unkind.
This body's ready
so come on, place your hands.

Hidden laws are breakable
Track Name: Cita Final
CITA FINAL

Descubre el tiempo la cita final
ya no me sirve tenerte.
Doy vueltas, piso y aviso: di mas
y no hay razon para verte.

Una mirada agita el iman
se desconecta, lo sientes.
Te mortifica la prisa que hay
y no la carga que viertes.

Puede ser, no puede ser.
Puedes ser, no puedes, no.

Das por cautiva una firma sin plan,
hoy vuelvo a ponerte al frente.
La lluvia acaba, no pidas, no mas;
lo que hay se quema y no vuelve.

Una palabra tibia me das;
como si nada, te pierdes.
Quedo varada en la misma señal
y no hay valor para verme.

Puede ser, no puede ser.
Puedes ser, no puedes, no.
Track Name: Work in Progress
WORK IN PROGRESS

It's fine with me
i know what you mean
This time is for real

i'm moving under

No need to express
what works for the rest

My flaws are at best
a work in progress

No limit, no sign,
no need to be fine
the structure in time
is moving under.

I stand where I stand
as much as I can.
My flaws are at best
a work in progress

No need to deny
the whish to comply,
I'm crossing the line
I'm moving under

work in progress