8 Take Me Down To The Paradise City Where The Grass Is Green And The Girls Are Pretty 8

lunes, octubre 17, 2005

Being MaY

Hay días buenos, días malos y días en los que te preguntas porqué cojoneshostiasleches te has levantado de la cama. Noticias aparentemente conocidas toman nuevas dimensiones cuando otra persona te las cuenta desde su óptica y uno, que pretende llegar al viernes sin mayor sobresalto que una quedada el miercoles, pues solo da vueltas y vueltas a la cabeza. Y estoy que no estoy. ¡JoderCoñoMierda! ¿Porque simplemente no puedo elegir qué cosas me resbalan?

I get the same old dreams, same time every night
Fall to the ground and I wake up
So I get out of bed, put on my shoes, and in my head
Thoughts fly back to the break-up

These four walls are closing in
Look at the fix you've put me in

Since you been gone, since you been gone
I'm outta my head, can't take it
Could I be wrong, but since you been gone
You cast the spell, so break it
Since you been gone

So in the night I stand beneath the back street light
I read the words that you sent to me
I can take the afternoon, the night-time comes around too soon
You can't know what you mean to me

Your poison letter, your telegram
Just goes to show you don't give a damn

Since you been gone, since you been gone
I'm outta my head, can't take it
Could I be wrong, but since you been gone
You cast the spell, so break it
Since you been gone

If you will come back
Baby you know
You'll never do wrong

Since you been gone, since you been gone
I'm outta my head, can't take it
Could I be wrong, but since you been gone
You cast the spell, so break it
Ever since, you been gone

Since you been gone, since you been gone
I'm outta my head, can't take it
Since you been gone, since you been gone


P.D.: No, no me pasa nada (fuera de lo normal que he explicado en el primer párrafo). Es lo que tiene Being Ignacio Fernández.
P.D.: Suena Since You Been Gone, de Rainbow (por si a alguien le puede interesar)