The Stiletto Chronicles

Ahora transmitiendo en vivo desde lo que viene siendo la gran manzana.

lunes, mayo 10, 2010

Soñé por un momento que era aire.

Cuenta la leyeda que fue escrito por Di por ahí de las 11:37

Ira: yo no soy una señora

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I Want You, Bob Dylan

The guilty undertaker sighs. The lonesome organ grinder cries. The silver saxophones say I should refuse you. The cracked bells and washed-out horns. Blow into my face with scorn. But it's not that way. I wasn't born to lose you. I want you, I want you. I want you so bad. Honey, I want you.

The drunken politician leaps. Upon the street where mothers weep. And the saviors who are fast asleep. They wait for you and I wait for them to interrupt. Me drinkin' from my broken cup
And ask for me open up the gate for you. I want you, I want you
Yes, I want you so bad. Honey, I want you.

Now your dancing child with his Chinese suit. He spoke to me, I took his flute. No, I wasn't very cute to him - Was I ? But I did though because he lied. Because he took you for a ride. And because time was on his side. And because I ... I want you, I want you. Yes, I want you so bad. Honey, I want you.

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