Una canción... una de las tantas que me han dado vuelta en la cabeza de manera incesante y a veces molesta este verano:
LOST - Michael Bublé
I can't believe it's over
I watched the whole thing fall
And I never saw the right man was on the wall
If I don't land
Days were slipping past
That the good things never last
That you were crying
Summer turned to winter
And the snow it turned to rain
And the rain turned into tears upon your face
I hardly recognized the girl you are today
And god I hope it's not too late
It's not too late
'Cause you are not alone
I'm always there with you
And we'll get lost together
Till the light comes pouring through
'Cause when you feel like you're done
And the darkness has won
Babe, you're not lost
When your worlds crashing down
And you can't bear to fall
I said, babe, you're not lost
Life can show no mercy
It can tear your soul apart
It can make you feel like you've gone crazy
But you're not
Things have seem to changed
There's one thing that's still the same
In my heart you have remained
And we can fly fly fly away
'Cause you are not alone
And I am there with you
And we'll get lost together
Till the light comes pouring through
'Cause when you feel like you're done
And the darkness has won
Babe, you're not lost
When the worlds crashing down
And you can not bear to crawl
I said, baby, you're not lost
I said, baby, you're not lost
I said, baby, you're not lost
I said, baby, you're not lost
Me encanta... es una de las pocas cosas que ha podido soportar la "sobresaturación de mamá". El término anterior hace referencia a la molesta manía de mi mamá de hacer que el resto de la familia vea las películas y escuche las canciones que a ella le gustan, repitiéndolas de manera casi patológica. Algunos resultados son que hoy no pueda ver a Bruce Willis (porque cuando chica tuve que mamarme como 4o veces sus "Duro de Matar"), ni Harrison Ford, por las Indiana Jones o hasta el mismísimo rey del rock, Elvis Presley...
PD: mamá, igual te quiero :)
LOST - Michael Bublé
I can't believe it's over
I watched the whole thing fall
And I never saw the right man was on the wall
If I don't land
Days were slipping past
That the good things never last
That you were crying
Summer turned to winter
And the snow it turned to rain
And the rain turned into tears upon your face
I hardly recognized the girl you are today
And god I hope it's not too late
It's not too late
'Cause you are not alone
I'm always there with you
And we'll get lost together
Till the light comes pouring through
'Cause when you feel like you're done
And the darkness has won
Babe, you're not lost
When your worlds crashing down
And you can't bear to fall
I said, babe, you're not lost
Life can show no mercy
It can tear your soul apart
It can make you feel like you've gone crazy
But you're not
Things have seem to changed
There's one thing that's still the same
In my heart you have remained
And we can fly fly fly away
'Cause you are not alone
And I am there with you
And we'll get lost together
Till the light comes pouring through
'Cause when you feel like you're done
And the darkness has won
Babe, you're not lost
When the worlds crashing down
And you can not bear to crawl
I said, baby, you're not lost
I said, baby, you're not lost
I said, baby, you're not lost
I said, baby, you're not lost
Me encanta... es una de las pocas cosas que ha podido soportar la "sobresaturación de mamá". El término anterior hace referencia a la molesta manía de mi mamá de hacer que el resto de la familia vea las películas y escuche las canciones que a ella le gustan, repitiéndolas de manera casi patológica. Algunos resultados son que hoy no pueda ver a Bruce Willis (porque cuando chica tuve que mamarme como 4o veces sus "Duro de Matar"), ni Harrison Ford, por las Indiana Jones o hasta el mismísimo rey del rock, Elvis Presley...
PD: mamá, igual te quiero :)