lunes, 9 de marzo de 2015

You Say

Michael Chapman: folk de pub.

   Dices tantas cosas que me aburres. Hablas tanto que me canso. Tu carrete nunca termina, es sencillo: vocalizas para decir no. Sabe Dios que es mejor calarse con esta lluvia a tener que escuchar tu voz.



Javier Mateos

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And so I'm saying goodbye
Although God knows I don't want to
And so I'm saying goodbye
I just don't know when it will be that I see you

Oh it might be when the spring time does come
Then we can walk on the seashore.
And it might be when the winds they blow cold,
And I can lay in your wormth once more.

And it might be when the rain starts to fall,
We'll ride on trains through the mountains.
And it moght be when there is no rain at all,
And we can lay all the day in the sunshine.

You say you know where I'll be bound all alone,
You say you know why I'm leaving
You say that nothing ever touches me at all,
And I don't know what it is to be broken.

And so I'm saying goodbye
Although God knows I don't want to
And so I'm saying goodbye
  I just don't know when it will be that I see you
 
 
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