Sotto il cielo di un'estate italiana
miércoles, 3 de febrero de 2010

Estuve pensando en por qué lanzarlo el 09 del 09 del 09, ese era el número favorito de Lennon, él nació el 09 de Octubre y por eso lo consideraba así. Estuve pensando en cosas como Revolution No. 9, One After 909, Number Nine Dream, pensando en que las palabras Liverpool y McCartney tienen nueve letras. Los Beatles y el nueve tienen algo.
jueves, 28 de enero de 2010
Here, There , and Everywhere !
To lead a better life
i need my love to be here
Here, making each day of the year
changing my life with a wave of her hand
nobody can deny that there's something there
there, running my hands through her hair
both of us thinking how good it can be
someone is speaking, but she doesn't know he's there
Refrain:
i want her everywhere
and if she's beside me i know i need never care
but to love her is to need her everywhere
knowing that love is to share
each one believing that love never dies
watching her and hoping i'm always there
Repeat refrain
I will be there
and everywhere
here, there and everywhere
Dont stop me know
Esta noche voy a pasarlo realmente bien Me he dado cuenta Y el mundo vuelto del revés, sí Flotando en éxtasis Sí que no me detengas, no me detengas ahora Porque estoy pasándolo bien, pasándolo bien Soy una estrella fugaz atravesando el cielo como un tigre Desafiando las leyes de la gravedad Soy un coche de carreras pasando como Lady Godiva Voy a ir, ir, ir, no hay forma de detenerme Estoy atravesando el cielo casi a 200 grados Por eso me llaman Sr. Farenheit Estoy viajando a la velocidad de la luz Quiero hacer de ti un hombre supersónico No me detengas ahora Estoy pasándolo tan bien, estoy de fiesta No me detengas Si quieres pasarlo bien, sólo llámame No me detengas porque lo estoy pasando bien No quiero parar Soy un cohete espacial camino a Marte con trayectoria de choque Soy un satélite, estoy fuera de control Soy una ametralladora lista para recargar Como una bomba atómica, voy, voy, voy a explotar Estoy ardiendo en el cielo, sí a 200 grados Por eso me llaman Sr. Farenheit Estoy viajando a la velocidad de la luz Quiero hacer de ti una mujer supersónica No me detengas, no me detengas, no me detengas hey-hey No me detengas, no me detengas, uh-uh (¡me gusta!) No me detengas, pásalo bien, bien No me detengas... La-la-la, la-la-la..
Seexi
miércoles, 27 de enero de 2010
All those years ago.

I'm shouting all about love While they treated you like a dog When you were the one who had made it so clear All those years ago I'm talking all about how to give They don't act with much honesty But you point the way to the truth when you say "All you need is love" Living with good and bad I always looked up to you Now we're left cold and sad By someone, the devil's best friend Someone who offended all We're living in a bad dream They've forgotten all about mankind And you were the one they backed up to the wall All those years ago You were the one who imagined it all All those years ago.. (All those years ago) (All those years ago) Deep in the darkest night I send out a prayer to you Now in the world of light Where the spirit free of lies And all else that we despised They've forgotten all about God He's the only reason we exist Yet you were the one that they said was so weird All those years ago You said it all though not many had ears All those years ago You had control of our smiles and our tears All those years ago.. All those years ago ... All those years ago ... All those years ago ...
Ah, look at all the lonely people
ah, look at all the lonely people
Eleanor rigby, picks up the rice
in the church where a wedding has been
lives in a dream
waits at the window, wearing the face
that she keeps in a jar by the door
who is it for
All the lonely people
where do they all come from?
all the lonely people
where do they all belong?
Father mckenzie, writing the words
of a sermon that no one will hear
no one comes near
look at him working, darning his socks
in the night when there's nobody there
what does he care
All the lonely people
where do they all come from?
all the lonely people
where do they all belong?
Ah, look at all the lonely people
ah, look at all the lonely people
Eleanor rigby, died in the church
and was buried along with her name
nobody came
father mckenzie, wiping the dirt
from his hands as he walks from the grave
no one was saved
All the lonely people
where do they all come from?
all the lonely people
where do they all belong?
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