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viernes, 21 de noviembre de 2014

Mis 101 temas favoritos: Look at life(The Hollies) 101

En este nuevo retorno a la actividad bloguera he decidido tomarme la pequeña libertad de emular el ejercicio que Mo Sweat está realizando en su maravilloso blog de baloncesto, Fo Fo Fo, en el que aparte de realizar unos magníficos posts dedicados al mundo del baloncesto, está haciendo desde hace un tiempo el ejercicio de seleccionar 101 temas musicales de gran calidad.

He decidido empezar con esta tierna balada de uno de los grandes grupos británicos de los 60 y 70, The Hollies, y por cierto, tan injustamente olvidado como los clásicos DC anteriores a los 80 por parte de la editorial ECC, la cual salvo excepciones puntuales no suele arriesgarse con ese material.

La canción se llama Look at life y pertenece a uno de los mejores álbumes de los Hollies, en su etapa posterior a la marcha de Graham Nash, Hollies sing Hollies.
 

  Look at life, take a look around you

Look at life, doesn't it astound you? 

 See the colors of the sky

Watch the colors of a rainbow

We're so lucky, you and I 

Look at life

 It's there for us

So why don't we use it

 Four seasons of the year

All you do is choose it

 Warm summers bring the sun

 And with the falling leaves the autumn

All the new things come with spring

 Look at life
 
Warm summers bring the sun

And with the falling leaves

 We get the autumn

The autumn

 You see a young boy pick a flower

Why does he do it? 

He picks it for the one he loves

 That's why he does it 

 He sees the colors of the sky

Watches the colors of a rainbow

 We're so lucky, you and I 

Look at life

 Look at life, look at life,

 look at life Look at life,

look at life 

(TERRY SYLVESTER/ALLAN CLARKE)

THE HOLLIES.

domingo, 26 de febrero de 2012

Baby's request





When the moon lays his head on a pillow,
And the stars settle down for a rest,
Just do me one small favour, I beg you,
Please, play me my baby's request.

It's the song that we heard when we started,
Now the birds have all flown from our nest.
But you could bring back mem'ries, departed,
By playing my baby's request.

My baby said,
That she knows how it goes,
But you're the one who really knows.
So go ahead,
Just one more time and then we'll go to bed.

But you could bring back mem'ries, departed,
By playing my baby's request.

My baby says,
That she knows how it goes,
But you're the one who really knows.
So go ahead,
Just one more time and then we'll go to bed.

When the moon lays his head on a pillow,
And the stars settles down for a rest,
Just do me one small favour, I beg you,
Please, play me baby's request,
Mm-mm, play me baby's request,
Please, play me my baby's request.

One more time.

PAUL McCARTNEY




Baby's request es una canción de cierto tono jazzístico que Paul McCartney incluyó en su álbum Back to the egg, último trabajo de los Wings, y que ahora ha vuelto a regrabar en su último disco de versiones , Kisses on the bottom, en el que encaja como un guante. Aquí os dejo con ambas versiones.

sábado, 3 de diciembre de 2011

Maybe I'm amazed



Maybe I'm amazed at the way you love me all the time
Maybe I'm afraid of the way I love you
Maybe I'm amazed at the way you pulled me out of time
And hung me on a line
Maybe I'm amazed at the way I really need you

CHORUS:
Maybe I'm a man and maybe I'm a lonely man
Who's in the middle of something
That he doesn't really understand
Maybe I'm a man and maybe you're the only woman
Who could ever help me
Baby won't you help me understand

CHORUS

Maybe I'm amazed at the way you're with me all the time
Maybe I'm afraid of the way I leave you
Maybe I'm amazed at the way you help me sing my song
You right me when I'm wrong
Maybe I'm amazed at the way I really need you

CHORUS


(PAUL McCARTNEY)

domingo, 13 de noviembre de 2011

Any road



(Give me that plenty of that guitar.)

But I've been traveling on a boat and a plane
In a car on a bike with a bus and a train
Traveling there, traveling here
Everywhere in every gear

But oh Lord we pay the price
With the spin of the wheel with the roll of the dice
Ah yeah you pay your fare
And if you don't know where you're going
Any road will take you there

And I've been traveling through the dirt and the grime
From the past to the future through the space and the time
Traveling deep beneath the waves
In watery grottoes and mountainous caves

But oh Lord we've got to fight
With the thoughts in the head with the dark and the light
No use to stop and stare
And if you don't know where you're going
Any road will take you there

You may not know where you came from
May not know who you are
May not have even wondered
How you got this far

I've been traveling on a wing and a prayer
By the skin of my teeth, by the breadth of a hair
Traveling where the four winds blow
With the sun on my face, in the ice and the snow

But oooeeee it's a game
Sometimes you're cool, sometimes you're lame
Ah yeah it's somewhere
And if you don't know where you're going
Any road will take you there

But oh Lord we pay the price
With the spin of the wheel with the roll of the dice
Ah yeah you pay your fare
And if you don't know where you're going
Any road will take you there

I keep traveling around the bend
There was no beginning, there is no end
It wasn't born and never dies
There are no edges, there is no sides

Oh yeah you just don't win
It's so far out, the way out is in
Bow to God and call him Sir
But if you don't know where you're going
Any road will take you there
And if you don't know where you're going
Any road will take you there
If you don't know where you're going
Any road will take you there

(Yeah hey! Ah ee ah! Ah he ah!)

(GEORGE HARRISON)

George Harrison: Brainwashed

miércoles, 31 de agosto de 2011

TOCABLES

Hace unas cuantas horas España ha iniciado su andadura en el Eurobasket, y a pesar de su victoria por 83-78 ante Polonia, ha comenzado, al igual que en los pasados Eurobasket y Mundial, sembrando dudas sobre su juego y sobre su futuro en el campeonato. Si en el pasado Eurobasket la cosa empezó fatal para acabar tal y como estábamos acostumbrados, con victoria y con aplastante superioridad sobre sus rivales; en el último Mundial lamentablemente el final fue tan trabado y triste como el principio, y se demostró, en aquel momento pensé que por las ausencias, que sin Pau Gasol éramos tocables.


Un año después, con Pau Gasol, con el retorno de Calderón, y con el fichaje de Serge Ibaka, unidos a la presencia de lo mejorcito de nuestro baloncesto, todo hacía presagiar que el camino hacia el oro iba a ser, sino un camino de rosas, al menos sí una realidad plenamente palpable. Sin embargo el debut de hoy ante Polonia nos retrotrae a la triste realidad de los dos campeonatos anteriores, la de una caricatura de equipo lastrado por la desidia de sus jugadores o por la torpeza táctica del tipo que se sienta en el banquillo.


En apenas tres años un equipo que jugaba como tal, que era una unidad tanto en defensa como en ataque y que practicaba un baloncesto alegre y vertiginoso se ha convertido en una banda ramplona que depende de que sus dos jugadores franquicia(Gasol y Navarro) tengan un buen día, y si no es así ya podemos hacer oposiciones al infarto o directamente hacer una peregrinación a Lourdes en búsqueda de la identidad perdida.


No entiendo los pocos minutos que ha jugado Ibaka, no entiendo el vacío que desde hace unos años preside el puesto de "tres" cuando hay jugadores de calidad como San Emeterio, Claver o el ausente Suárez para desempeñar con garantías dicha función, no entiendo que Claver en Valencia sea un jugador con jerarquía que mete triplazos y aquí si tira es para no tocar el aro, no comprendo cómo ante la retirada de Jiménez no se les ha dado confianza a estos jugadores, cuando no hay más que ver sus prestaciones jornada a jornada en ACB para darse cuenta de que son unos baloncestistas plenamente válidos para el puesto, no entiendo qué hace Rudy jugando de "tres" condenado a jugar en una posición que no es la suya, y sobre todo no entiendo a qué jugamos desde hace tres años.



Sobre todo no entiendo cómo se puede no jugar a baloncesto con semejante equipazo. Confío en que el rumbo se enderece y veamos un mejor juego de nuestro equipo nacional, pero mientras tanto solo puedo dejar volar la imaginación y viajar a aquella época en la que éramos intocables o si lo preferís, cuando éramos Fab.

domingo, 7 de agosto de 2011

Suite: Judy blue eyes



It's getting to the point where I'm no fun anymore
I am sorry
Sometimes it hurts so badly I must cry out loud
I am lonely

I am yours, you are mine, you are what you are
You make it hard

Remember what we've said and done and felt about each other
Oh, babe have mercy
Don't let the past remind us of what we are not now
I am not dreaming

I am yours, you are mine, you are what you are
You make it hard


Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Tearing yourself away from me now you are free
And I am crying
This does not mean I don't love you I do that's forever
Yes and for always

I am yours, you are mine, you are what you are
You make it hard

Something inside is telling me that I've got your secret
Are you still listening?
Fear is the lock and laughter the key to your heart
And I love you

I am yours, you are mine, you are what you are
You make it hard
And you make it hard
And you make it hard
And you make it hard


Friday evening
Sunday in the afternoon
What have you got to lose?

Tuesday morning
Please be gone I'm tired of you
What have you got to lose?

Can I tell it like it is? (Help me I'm sufferin')
Listen to me baby
It's my heart that's a sufferin' it's a dyin' (Help me I'm dyin')
And that's what I have to lose (To lose)

I've got an answer
I'm going to fly away
What have I got to lose?

Will you come see me
Thursdays and Saturdays?
What have you got to lose?


Chestnut brown canary
Ruby throated sparrow
Sing a song, don't be long
Thrill me to the marrow

Voices of the angels
Ring around the moonlight
Asking me said she so free
How can you catch the sparrow?


Lacy lilting lady
Losing love lamenting
Change my life, make it right
Be my lady


Doo doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo

Doo doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo

Que linda me la traiga Cuba
La reina de la Mar Caribe
Cielo sol no tiene sangreahi
Y que triste que no puedo vaya oh va, oh va

Doo doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo

Doo doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo

(STEPHEN STILLS)

martes, 12 de julio de 2011

King Midas in reverse



If you could only see me, I know exactly where I am

You wouldn't want to be me Oh, I can assure you of that

I'm not the guy to run with, 'cause I'll throw you off the line

I'll break you and destroy you, Given time

He's King Midas with a curse, He's King Midas in reverse

He's King Midas with a curse, He's King Midas in reverse

It's plain to see it's hopeless Going on the way we are

So even though I'd lose you You'd be better off by far

He's not the man to hold your trust, Everything he touches turns to dust

In his hands, Nothing he can do is right

He'd even like to sleep at night But he can't

All he touches turns to dust, All he touches turns to dust

All he touches turns to dust, All he touches turns to dust

I wish someone would find me, And help me gain control

Before I lose my reason, And my soul

He's King Midas with a curse He's King Midas in reverse

He's King Midas with a curse, He's King Midas in reverse

(GRAHAM NASH)

THE HOLLIES

miércoles, 6 de julio de 2011

The witch




Say there's a girl

Who's new in town

Well, you better watch out now

Or she´ll put you down

'cause she's an evil chick

Say she's the witch.

She got a long black hair

And a big black car

I know what you're thinking

But you won't get far

She gonna make you itch

'cause she's the witch.

Well, she walks around late at night

Among startled people sleepin' tight

If you hear her knocking on your door

You better sneakin´away

Now, you know the score

'cause i set you straight

Well, you better be careful

Before it's too late

She gonna make you itch

'cause she's the witch

Solo

Well, she walks around late at night

Among startled people sleepin' tight

If you hear her knocking on your door

You better sneakin´away

While you know you will

Say don't you know

And do you remember

That I told you so

Gonna do you in

'cause she's the witch

(G.ROSLIE)

lunes, 27 de junio de 2011

Sixteen



Sweet 16 in leather boots
Body and soul,

I go crazy

Baby, baby I'm a hungry,

sweet 16

Funky bar all full of faces

Pretty faces, beautiful faces

Body and soul, body and soul I give to you

I am an easy mark with my broken heart
Sweet 16

Show you my explosion, sweet 16
Go out to the funky bar I get hurt, crying inside

'Cause everybody's so fine
And they don't need me.

Tell me what can I do, sweet 16
I give you my body and soul sweet 16

I must be hungry 'cause I go crazy

Over your leather boots
Now baby I know...
That's not normal
But I love you,
I love you
I love you, sweet 16

( Everywhere I go, I love it ! )

(IGGY POP)

jueves, 16 de junio de 2011

I want you



Oh my baby baby I love you more than I can tell

I don't think I can live without you

And I know that I never will

Oh my baby baby I want you so it scares me to death

I can't say anymore than "I love you"

Everything else is a waste of breath

I want you

You've had your fun you don't get well no more

I want you

Your fingernails go dragging down the wall

Be careful darling you might fall

I want you

I woke up and one of us was crying

I want you

You said "Young man I do believe you're dying"

I want you

If you need a second opinion as you seem to do these days

I want you

You can look in my eyes and you can count the ways

I want you

Did you mean to tell me but seem to forget

I want you

Since when were you so generous and inarticulate

I want you

It's the stupid details that my heart is breaking for

It's the way your shoulders shake and what they're shaking for

I want you

it's knowing that he knows you now after only guessing

It's the thought of him undressing you or you undressing

I want you

He tossed some tattered compliment your way

I want you

And you were fool enough to love it when he said

"I want you"

I want you

The truth can't hurt you it's just like the dark

It scares you witless

But in time you see things clear and stark

I want you

Go on and hurt me then we'll let it drop

I want you

I'm afraid I won't know where to stop

I want you

I'm not ashamed to say I cried for you

I want you

I want to know the things you did that we do too

I want you

I want to hear he pleases you more than I do

I want you

I might as well be useless for all it means to you

I want you

Did you call his name out as he held you down

I want you

Oh no my darling not with that clown

I want you

I want you

You've had your fun you don't get well no more

I want you

No-one who wants you could want you more

I want you

I want you

I want you

Every night when I go off to bed and when I wake up

I want you

I'm going to say it once again 'til I instill it

I know I'm going to feel this way until you kill it

I want you

I want you

(ELVIS COSTELLO)


Las imágenes pertenecen a la película I want you, dirigida por Michael Winterbotton en 1998. La película es práctiamente una adaptación de la letra de la canción de Costello, o bueno, si no de la letra, al menos sí de su espíritu, y es que si el tema del señor MacManus va sobre los amores obsesivos e imposibles, eso mismo se ve reflejado en el film de Winterbotton. I want you es una película a la que le tengo bastante cariño, más que por su calidad cinematográfica, porque constantemente suena I want you, sobre todo cuando la pareja protagonista hace el amor, ¿se puede tener mejor gusto?

miércoles, 11 de mayo de 2011

The fall of the world's own optimist


http://youtu.be/EyaUSXeiybo

There's no charity in you


And that surprises me


I guess I thought you were a golden idol


Cause I called you majesty


On the balustrade


You watched me hunt for tips I was obliged to pick up


From the passing trade

Hey, kids--look at this


It's the fall of the world's own optimist


I could get back up if you insist


But you'll have to ask politely


Cause the eggshells I've been treading


Couldn't spare me a beheading


And I'll know I had it coming


From a caesar who was only slumming


Hey, kids--look at this


It's the fall of the world's own optimist


Well, I could have objections


Which you could override


But what's the point--we're only flogging the horse


When the horseman has up and died


Once I testified


And swore I'd never leave a stone unturned--


I bet you're really glad that I lied


Hey, kids--look at this


It's the fall of the world's own optimist


I could get back up if you insist


But you'll have to ask politely


Cause the eggshells I've been treading


Couldn't spare me a beheading


And I'll know I had it coming


From a caesar who was only slumming


Hey, kids--look at this


It's the fall of the world's own optimist

Hey, kids--look at this


It's the fall of the world's own optimist


I could get back up if you insist


But you'll have to ask politely


Yes, you'll have to ask politely


Yes, you'll have to ask

(AIMEE MANN/ELVIS COSTELLO)



Lamentablemente en Youtube ya no permiten insertar vídeos en los blogs, así que me he visto obligado a hacer este apaño y poner una foto para que la cosa vistiera más, ¿a que sale guapa?

viernes, 1 de abril de 2011

Cars hiss by my window

The cars hiss by my window


Like the waves down on the beach

The cars hiss by my window

Like the waves down on the beach

I got this girl beside me

But she's out of reach Headlight through my window

Shinin' on the wall

Headlight through my window

Shinin' on the wall

Can't hear my baby
Though I called and called Yeah, right Woo! Windows started tremblin'
With a sonic boom

Windows started tremblin'

With a sonic boom, boom

A cold girl'll kill you

In a darkened room Yeah, woo

Ride

Ride on

Weooooo!

Wawa, eooo!

Oooo, owa, owaaa!

Wa, waaaaea!

Ooo, wa, wa, wa, wa, waa!

Uh-huh (DENSMORE/KRIEGER/MANZAREK/MORRISON)


lunes, 14 de marzo de 2011

Sin City



Diamonds... and dust
poor man last, rich man first

lambourghinis, caviar

dry martini, shangi-la

I've got a burnin' feelin'

deep inside of me

it's yearnin'

but i'm gonna set it free

I'm goin' in

to sin city

I'm gonna win

in sin city

Where the lights are bright

do the town tonight

I'm gonna win

in sin city

oh, let me roll you baby!

ladders

and snakes

ladders give

snakes take

rich man poor man

beggar man, thief

ain't got a hope in hell

that's my belief

fingers freddie

diamond jim

they're gettin' ready

look out! i'm comin' in!

So spin that wheel, cut that pack

and roll those loaded dice

bring on the dancing girls

and put the champagne on ice

I'm goin' in

to sin city

I'm gonna win

in sin city

Where the lights are bright

do the town tonight

I'm goin' in

to sin city
SCOTT/YOUNG/YOUNG
¿A que pensabais que iba a hablar de Frank Miller?

jueves, 3 de febrero de 2011

Peggy Sue



If you knew Peggy Sue - then you’d know why I feel blue
without Peggy - my Peggy Sue

oh well, I love you gal - yes, I love you Peggy Sue

Peggy Sue, Peggy Sue - oh how my heart yearns for you

oh Peggy - my Peggy Sue

oh well, I love you gal - yes, I love you Peggy Sue

Peggy Sue, Peggy Sue - pretty pretty pretty pretty Peggy Sue

oh Peggy - my Peggy Sue

oh well, I love you gal and I need you Peggy Sue

I love you Peggy Sue - with a love so rare and true

oh Peggy - my Peggy Sue

well I love you gal - I want you Peggy Sue

***SOLO***

Peggy Sue, Peggy Sue

pretty pretty pretty pretty Peggy Sue

oh Peggy - my Peggy Sue

oh well, I love you gal and I need you Peggy Sue

I love you Peggy Sue - with a love so rare and true

oh Peggy - my Peggy Sue

well I love you gal - I want you Peggy Sue

oh well, I love you gal and I want you Peggy Sue
Tal día como hoy hace 52 años fallecía Buddy Holly, uno de los pioneros del rock&roll, y uno de sus máximos exponentes. El personaje que interpretaba Harrison Ford en American Graffiti decía que el rock murió con él. Obviamente, con todo lo que vino después, sabemos que no es cierto, pero al menos un pequeño trocito de él sí que fue mutilado, y es que con lo decisivo que fue para el rock y para el pop influyendo en los mismísimos Beatles, nunca podremos saber hasta donde habría llegado musicalmente aquél que fue El hombre de las gafas de pasta mucho antes de que Elvis Costello existiera.

lunes, 10 de enero de 2011

On with the show



Good evening one and all we're all so glad to see you here

We'll play your favorite songs while you're all soak up the atmosphere

We'll start with old man river, then maybe stormy weather, too

I'm sure you know just what to do

On with the show good health to you

Please pour another glass, it's time to watch the cabaret

Your wife will never know that you're not really working late

Your hostess here is Wendy, you'll find her very friendly, too

And we don't care just what you do

On with the show good health to you

Petina, start the show at 2 o'clock

And if by chance you find that you can't make it anymore

We'll put you in a cab and get you safely to the door

But we've got all the answers, and we've got lovely dancers, too

There's nothing else you have to do

On with the show good health to you

You're all such lovely people dancing gaily round the floor

But if you have to fight, please take your trouble out the door

For now I say with sorrow, until this time tomorrow

We'll bid you all a fond adieu

On with the show good health to you

(MICK JAGGER/KEITH RICHARDS)

Siempre me ha encantado esta forma tan circense de acabar un álbum tan deliciosamente loco como éste, que demostraba que los Stones también podían ser psicodélicos si les apetecía, saludos.

Rolling Stones: Their satanic majesties request

sábado, 4 de diciembre de 2010

Confessions of a mind



She goes away for a couple of days

So you phone a few number you fancy a change

You say you’ll miss her but deep down inside

There are thoughts of another girl waiting somewhere for you

She’s been away for a couple of days

The affairs weren’t so good so you’re mending your ways

You realise that there’s nobody else who can do what she does for you

You tell yourself don’t be a fool

Don’t let her go chase as hard as you can

Or you’ll be the loser

Swallow your pride you can still be a man

She’ll never refuse you

She deserved to be loved, she wants to love you

If you went away you know she’d be true, yes you do.

Baby I was lonely, still love you only, but I was a bad boy

Know you couldn’t see me, thought you’d never leave me, so I was bad boy

Even though I’m trying, there is no denying I am just a bad boy

Met a little baby, thought she was a lady, still I was a bad boy

She gives me everything a girl’s supposed to do

She gives me everything still I can’t be true

She gives me everything, she gives me everything

Going off to different places

All I see is different faces

I love them all but not like you

She deserves to be loved, she wants to love you

If you went away you know she’d be true, yes you do.

She deserves to be loved - yes she does, you know she does

She deserves to be loved - even if she goes away

She deserves to be loved - no one else can take her place

She deserves to be loved - you’ll be the loser if you let her go

She deserves to be loved - she gives you everything a girl’s supposed to do

She deserves to be loved - you love them all but she’s the one for you

She deserves to be loved - yes she does, you know she does

She deserves to be loved - even if she goes away

She deserves to be loved - no one else can take her place

(TONY HICKS)

The Hollies: Confessions of the mind

sábado, 20 de noviembre de 2010

That's entertainment





Everything that happens in life

Can happen in a show

You can make 'em laugh

You can make 'em cry

Anything

Anything can go....

The clown with his pants falling down

Or the dance that's a dream of romance

Or the scene where the villain is mean

That's entertainment!

Nanette : The lights on the lady in tights

Oscar : Or the bride with the guy on the side

Jack : Or the ball where she gives him her all

All : That's entertainment!

Nanette : The plot and the hot simply teeming with sex

Oscar : A gay divorcee who is after her ex

Fred : It could be Oedipus Rex

Jack :

Where a chap kills his father

And causes a lot of bother

Nanette : The clerk who is thrown out of work

Oscar : By the boss who is thrown for a loss

Fred : By the skirt who is doing him dirt

All :

The world is a stage,

The stage is a world of entertainment.

That's entertainment!

That's entertainment!

The doubt while the jury is out

Or the thrill when they're reading the will

Or the chase for the man with the face

That's entertainment!

Nanette : The dame who is known as the flame

Jack : Of the king of an underworld ring

Oscar and Fred :

He's an ape

Who won't let her escape

All : That's entertainment!

It might be a fight like you see on the screen

A swain getting slain for the love of a queen

Some great Shakespearean scene

Where a ghost and a prince meet

And everyone ends in mincemeat.

The gag may be waving the flag

That began with a mystical hand

Hip hooray!

The American way

The world is a stage,

The stage is a world of entertainment


(ARTHUR SCHWARTZ/HOWARD DIETZ)


FRED ASTAIRE, JACK BUCHANAN, OSCAR LEVANT, NANETTE FABRAY

Con este clásico del cine musical perteneciente a la película Melodías de Broadway 1955(curioso título español ya que la película es del año 1953 y además su título original es The Band wagon) dirigida por Vincente Minnelli, volvemos a las andadas con el blog después de un largo parón, y es que como bien dice la letra de That's entertainment, "the world is stage y the stage is the world", o en otras palabras, todo esto no deja de ser un vodevil en el que se pueden producir caprichosas bajadas espectrales, pero a pesar de todo el espectáculo debe continuar, ya que una batalla es mucho menos importante que una guerra y es esta última la que hay que vencer, y lo haremos. Un abrazo a todos.

jueves, 21 de octubre de 2010

I can remember



I can remember Summer skies and your eyes

And in September, when I first realized

That I needed you to be

The other half of me

And my love long locked inside itself

Had finally been set free

I can remember Autumm skies and goodbyes

Hurting so badly that I thought I would die

But the more things seem to change

The more they stay the same

And the lonely ones get lonelier

With every passing day

From the day we met I knew that I should

Never let you

Get a hold on me 'cause noe you see I

Can't forget you

Oh I, I can remember midsummer skies

Love in your eyes

In the Spring, the sun will shine and make the

Ice surrender

But it will not warm my heart as long as

I remember

And I, I will remember midsummer skies

Love in your eyes

And I, I will remember the times I've cried

Since you say goodbye

I nearly died when you said,

"I, I can't let you down anymore

So I guess this goodbye"

What, what did you do it for?

Everytime I think of you and him together

I break down and cry

Oh I, I can remember the tears I've cried

Since you say goodbye

I can remember

Oh I, I can remember midsummer skies

Love in your eyes

And I, I can remember the times I've cried

Since you said goodbye

(ERIC CARMEN)

The Raspberries: The Raspberries

martes, 28 de septiembre de 2010

Live and let die



When you were young and your heart was an open book

you used to say live and let live

you know you did

you know you did

you know you did

but if this ever-changing world in which we live in

makes you give in and cry

Chorus

say live and let die

live and let die

live and let die

live and let die

What does it matter to ya?

when you gotta job to do

you gotta do it well

you gotta give the other fellow hell

You used to say live and let live

you know you did

you know you did

you know you did

but if this ever-changing world in which we live in

makes you give in and cry

Chorus

(PAUL McCARTNEY)

Después de un inicio de curso brutal(el lógico proceso de adaptación) en el que he estado más muerto que vivo, vuelvo de nuevo a esta vuestra casa con este clasicazo de sir Paul McCartney que refleja fidedignamente lo que hasta el momento está siendo mi rutina laboral. A partir de los próximos días prometo daros la tabarra con mis cosas al menos una vez a la semana, he vuelto.