sábado, 27 de noviembre de 2010
:D...**
Una canción para resucitar a los muertos.
Que si se acercan vientos de tormenta y vienen nubes negras, no te hundas, aprende a bailar bajo la lluvia.
martes, 16 de noviembre de 2010
Les misèrables**
Próxima parada cuando vaya a Londres. Si el concierto (en el cine, en HD) fue una pasada, espérate a ver el musical. Algún día actuaré en el West End.
Después, sonará el despertador.
On my own
Pretending he's beside me
All alone
I walk with him till morning
Without him
I feel his arms around me
And when I lose my way I close my eyes
And he has found me
In the rain the pavement shines like silver
All the lights are misty in the river
In the darkness, the trees are full of starlight
And all I see is him and me forever and forever
And I know it's only in my mind
That I'm talking to myself and not to him
And although I know that he is blind
Still I say, there's a way for us
Ain't it just beautiful?:)
Después, sonará el despertador.
On my own
Pretending he's beside me
All alone
I walk with him till morning
Without him
I feel his arms around me
And when I lose my way I close my eyes
And he has found me
In the rain the pavement shines like silver
All the lights are misty in the river
In the darkness, the trees are full of starlight
And all I see is him and me forever and forever
And I know it's only in my mind
That I'm talking to myself and not to him
And although I know that he is blind
Still I say, there's a way for us
Ain't it just beautiful?:)
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