Chords for Cenizas - Trágico Ballet (DAYOE 2017)
Tempo:
140.1 bpm
Chords used:
C#
Fm
G#
F#
D#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Fm]
[C#]
[Fm]
[C#]
[Fm]
[C#]
[Fm]
[C#]
[Fm]
[C#]
[Fm]
And
[C#] in the midst of this, the time of [Fm] sickness,
[C#] the age of suffering, the hour of death,
the [Fm] hour of death, [C#] the day of life, the day [Fm] of death,
the day of life, the day of death, [C#] the day of death,
[Fm] the day of death, the day of death,
[C#] Jesus, for his truth, [A#m] my peace,
the [D#m] lost devotion in [A#] him,
the [F#] incredible favor of your voice,
that I ask [G#] for in him.
[C#] And in a hole, the [A#m] distance painted us,
if [D#] you follow me, you will find your way,
you will pick up [F#] my soul from fear,
leaving [G#] the life of pain.
[C#]
[A#m]
[D#m]
[F#]
[G#]
[C#]
[F]
[C#]
[F]
And I wait for you to come [Fm] without thinking,
[C#] and imagine that I [Fm] have you in my heart,
[C#] and to give you the ineffable [Fm] magic,
to give you a [C#] taste of the immortal stars.
[Fm]
And [C#] your
[Fm]
[C#] patience, my friend,
[Fm] is the saddest thing I have ever seen.
And the [Fm] hour of my death,
[C#] if you look [Fm] at [C#] the dead moons,
there is a blue of [Fm] his humble.
[C#]
[Fm]
[C#] And he, in the midst of this, the day of [A#] sickness,
the age of sickness, the [D#] hour of death,
the [F#] day of life, the hour of death,
your voice in me wakes up and [G#] puts me to sleep.
[C#] And in a hole, the [A#] distance painted us,
if you follow [D#] me, you will find your way,
you will pick up my [F#] soul from fear,
leaving [G#] the life of [C#] pain.
[D#] [C#m] [Am]
[G#] [C#]
[C#m] [Am]
[A] [C#]
[C#]
[Fm]
[C#]
[Fm]
[C#]
[Fm]
[C#]
[Fm]
[C#]
[Fm]
And
[C#] in the midst of this, the time of [Fm] sickness,
[C#] the age of suffering, the hour of death,
the [Fm] hour of death, [C#] the day of life, the day [Fm] of death,
the day of life, the day of death, [C#] the day of death,
[Fm] the day of death, the day of death,
[C#] Jesus, for his truth, [A#m] my peace,
the [D#m] lost devotion in [A#] him,
the [F#] incredible favor of your voice,
that I ask [G#] for in him.
[C#] And in a hole, the [A#m] distance painted us,
if [D#] you follow me, you will find your way,
you will pick up [F#] my soul from fear,
leaving [G#] the life of pain.
[C#]
[A#m]
[D#m]
[F#]
[G#]
[C#]
[F]
[C#]
[F]
And I wait for you to come [Fm] without thinking,
[C#] and imagine that I [Fm] have you in my heart,
[C#] and to give you the ineffable [Fm] magic,
to give you a [C#] taste of the immortal stars.
[Fm]
And [C#] your
[Fm]
[C#] patience, my friend,
[Fm] is the saddest thing I have ever seen.
And the [Fm] hour of my death,
[C#] if you look [Fm] at [C#] the dead moons,
there is a blue of [Fm] his humble.
[C#]
[Fm]
[C#] And he, in the midst of this, the day of [A#] sickness,
the age of sickness, the [D#] hour of death,
the [F#] day of life, the hour of death,
your voice in me wakes up and [G#] puts me to sleep.
[C#] And in a hole, the [A#] distance painted us,
if you follow [D#] me, you will find your way,
you will pick up my [F#] soul from fear,
leaving [G#] the life of [C#] pain.
[D#] [C#m] [Am]
[G#] [C#]
[C#m] [Am]
[A] [C#]
Key:
C#
Fm
G#
F#
D#
C#
Fm
G#
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _ _
_ And _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C#] _ _ in the midst of this, the time of [Fm] sickness, _ _ _ _ _
_ [C#] _ the age of suffering, the hour of death,
the [Fm] hour of death, _ _ _ [C#] the day of life, the day [Fm] of death,
the day of life, the day of death, _ _ [C#] the _ day of death, _ _ _
[Fm] the day of _ _ _ _ death, the _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ day of death,
[C#] _ Jesus, _ for his truth, [A#m] my peace,
_ the _ [D#m] _ lost devotion in [A#] him,
the _ [F#] incredible favor of your voice,
that I ask [G#] for in _ _ _ _ him.
[C#] And _ in a hole, the [A#m] distance _ painted us,
if [D#] you follow me, you will find your way,
you will pick up [F#] my soul from _ fear,
leaving [G#] the life _ of _ pain.
[C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [A#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ And I wait for you to come [Fm] without _ thinking, _ _
_ [C#] _ _ and imagine _ that I [Fm] have you in my heart, _ _
[C#] and to _ give you the _ ineffable [Fm] _ magic,
_ to give you a [C#] taste of the _ _ _ immortal stars.
_ [Fm] _ _ _
And [C#] your _ _ _ _ _
_ [Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ patience, my friend,
_ [Fm] is the _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ saddest thing I have ever seen.
And the [Fm] hour of my death, _ _ _
_ [C#] if _ _ _ you look _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ at [C#] the _ dead moons,
_ _ _ there is a blue of [Fm] his _ humble.
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[C#] And he, in the midst of this, the day of _ [A#] sickness,
the age of sickness, the _ [D#] _ hour of death,
_ the [F#] day of life, the hour of death,
your voice in me wakes up and [G#] puts me _ _ _ _ to sleep.
[C#] And in a hole, the [A#] distance _ painted us,
if you follow [D#] me, you will find your way,
you will pick up my [F#] soul from fear,
leaving [G#] the life _ _ of _ [C#] pain. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D#] _ _ [C#m] _ _ [Am] _ _
_ _ _ [G#] _ _ _ [C#] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C#m] _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _ _
_ And _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C#] _ _ in the midst of this, the time of [Fm] sickness, _ _ _ _ _
_ [C#] _ the age of suffering, the hour of death,
the [Fm] hour of death, _ _ _ [C#] the day of life, the day [Fm] of death,
the day of life, the day of death, _ _ [C#] the _ day of death, _ _ _
[Fm] the day of _ _ _ _ death, the _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ day of death,
[C#] _ Jesus, _ for his truth, [A#m] my peace,
_ the _ [D#m] _ lost devotion in [A#] him,
the _ [F#] incredible favor of your voice,
that I ask [G#] for in _ _ _ _ him.
[C#] And _ in a hole, the [A#m] distance _ painted us,
if [D#] you follow me, you will find your way,
you will pick up [F#] my soul from _ fear,
leaving [G#] the life _ of _ pain.
[C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [A#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ And I wait for you to come [Fm] without _ thinking, _ _
_ [C#] _ _ and imagine _ that I [Fm] have you in my heart, _ _
[C#] and to _ give you the _ ineffable [Fm] _ magic,
_ to give you a [C#] taste of the _ _ _ immortal stars.
_ [Fm] _ _ _
And [C#] your _ _ _ _ _
_ [Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ patience, my friend,
_ [Fm] is the _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ saddest thing I have ever seen.
And the [Fm] hour of my death, _ _ _
_ [C#] if _ _ _ you look _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ at [C#] the _ dead moons,
_ _ _ there is a blue of [Fm] his _ humble.
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[C#] And he, in the midst of this, the day of _ [A#] sickness,
the age of sickness, the _ [D#] _ hour of death,
_ the [F#] day of life, the hour of death,
your voice in me wakes up and [G#] puts me _ _ _ _ to sleep.
[C#] And in a hole, the [A#] distance _ painted us,
if you follow [D#] me, you will find your way,
you will pick up my [F#] soul from fear,
leaving [G#] the life _ _ of _ [C#] pain. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D#] _ _ [C#m] _ _ [Am] _ _
_ _ _ [G#] _ _ _ [C#] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C#m] _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _