In Penny Lane there is a barber showing photographs
Of every head he's had the pleasure to know.
And all the people that come and go
Stop and say hello.
On the corner is a banker with a motorcar,
The little children laugh at him behind his back.
And the banker never wears a mac
In the pouring rain, very strange.
Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes.
There beneath the blue suburban skies
I sit, and mean while back
In penny Lane there is a fireman with an hourglass
And in his pocket is a portrait of the Queen.
He likes to keep his fire engine clean,
It's a clean machine.
Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes.
A four of fish and finger pie
In summer, meanwhile back
Behind the shelter in the middle of the roundabout
The pretty nurse is selling poppies from a tray
And though she feels as if she's in a play
She is anyway. :@
In Penny Lane the barber shaves another customer,
We see the banker sitting waiting for a trim.
And then the fireman rushes in
From the pouring rain, very strange.
Penny lane is in my ears and in my eyes.
There beneath the blue suburban skies
I sit, and meanwhile back.
Penny lane is in my ears and in my eyes.
There beneath the blue suburban skies,
Penny Lane.
Etiquetas:
the beatles
Publicadas por
Mariposa*Pontiac
Love me two times, baby
Love me twice today
Love me two times, girl
Im going away
Love me two times, girl
One for tomorrow
One just for today
Love me two times
Im going away
Love me one time
I could not speak
Love me one time
Yeah, my knees got weak =P
But love me two times, girl
Last me all through the week
Love me two times
Im going away
Love me two times
Im going away
Oh, yes
Love me one time
I could not speak
Love me one time, baby
Yeah, my knees got weak
But love me two times, girl
Last me all through the week
Love me two times
Im going away
Love me two times, babe
Love me twice today
Love me two times, babe
cause Im going away
Love me two time, girl
One for tomorrow
One just for today
Love me two times
Im going away
Love me two times
Im going away
Love me two times
Im going away
Etiquetas:
the doors
Publicadas por
Mariposa*Pontiac
Mi vida fuimos a volar
con un solo paracaídas
uno sólo va aquedar
volando a la deriva
vivir así no es vivír
esperando y esperando
porque vivir es jugar
y yo quiero seguir jugando
le dije a mi corazón
sin gloria pero sin pena
no cometas el crimen, varón
si no vas a cumplir la condena
quiero vivir a veces
para poder olvidarte
quiero llevarte conmigo
y no voy a ninguna parte
no te preocupes, Paloma
hoy no estoy adentro mío
tu amor es mi enfermedad
soy un envase vacío
no te preocupes Paloma
no hay pájaros en el nido
dos ilusiones se irán a volar
pero otras dos han venido
si me olvido de vivir
colgado de sentimientos
voy a vivir para repetir otra vez
este momento
te bajaría del cielo, mujer
la luna hasta tu cama
porque es muy poco de amor
sólo una vez por semana
puse precio a mi libertad
y nadie quiso pagarlo
te cambio tu corazón por el mío
para mirarlo y mirarlo
…de gloria, mujer
quiero un pedazo de cielo
para invitarte a dormir
en la cama o en el suelo
un sacrificio ritual bién o mal
yo quiero hacerle a mi estrella
sin principio ni final
no quiero vivir sin ella
Etiquetas:
Calamaro
Publicadas por
Mariposa*Pontiac
Un final (llano y liso final),
es lo que buscás, es lo que agitás
las noches de falsas victorias, terminarán
Sonreir, (solo y por placer).
No hay tiempo ni espacio,
no hay mundo ni fé...ni fé.
Porque lo que empieza acaba al fin.
La riqueza de este viaje
es el cambio a esta realidad,
porque si muero es por luchar...
y no por mirar.
No olvidar, siempre resistir.
Que la idea sea el sol, que al milagro no cambie
y se haga verdad.
No empezar a dejar de pensar,
que a las masas pensando
no las venceran jamás...jamás
El nudo aprieta mal, bloqueando al ideal.
Todos los sueños se escapan en un grito.
Que cielo hay que mirar?
Dónde está la verdad?
Cuándo la muerte se haráhumanidad?
Etiquetas:
callejeros
Publicadas por
Mariposa*Pontiac
(weve done four already but now were steady and then they went:
One, two, three, four)
Singing in the sunshine, laughing in the rain
Hitting on the moonshine, rocking in the grain
Aint no time to pack my bag, my foots outside the door
Got a date, I cant be late, for the high hopes hailla ball.
got a hell hound on my t(r)ail
cause its hell Im headed for
(no one really knows which one it is)
Uh-huh! oh oh yeah!
Singing to an ocean, I can hear the oceans roar
Play for free, play for me and play a whole lot more, more!
Singing bout good things and the sun that lights the day
I used to sing on the mountains, then the ocean lost its way.
Ive been there (I dont know? )
Oh oh yeah!
Oh, yeah!
Na na na..., la la la...
Sitting round singing songs til the night turns into day
Used to sing on the mountains but the mountains washed away
Now Im singing all my songs to the girl who won my heart
She is only three years old and its a real fine way to start.
Oh yeah!
It sure is fine!
Blow my mind!
Yeah yeah!
Do wop a diddly diddly........
Oh, so good!
Etiquetas:
led zeppelin
Publicadas por
Mariposa*Pontiac
Ella combina los colores
y elige a sus amores,
pero como siempre nunca le sale bien.
Siempre busca algún culpable
cuándo se aburre un poco
y no encuentra nada que le quede bien.
Se escapa como siempre,
recuerda de repente,
se burla del espejo y se olvida a la vez.
Lo que nos queda, es tratar de no chocar.
Lo que nos queda, es solo eso, es solo eso…
Ya dejó de ser la misma,
a veces baila, a veces llora,
cuándo el espejo la mira sin querer.
Lo que nos queda, es tratar de no chocar.
Lo que nos queda, es solo eso, es solo eso…
Etiquetas:
perro ciego
Publicadas por
Mariposa*Pontiac
So your brother's bound and gagged
And they've chained him to a chair
Won't you please come to Chicago just to sing
In a land that's known as Freedom
How can such a thing be fair
Won't you please come to Chicago for the help that we can bring
We can change the world
Rearrange the world
It's dying - to get better
Politicians sit yourselves down
There's nothing for you here
Won't you please come to Chicago for a ride
Don't ask Jack to help you
'Cause he'll turn the other ear
Won't you please come to Chicago or else join the other side
{Refrain}
We can change the world
Rearrange the world
It's dying - if you believe in justice
It's dying - and if you believe in freedom
It's dying - let a man live his own life
It's dying - rules and regulations
Who needs them, open up the door
Somehow people must be free
I hope the day comes soon
Won't you please come to Chicago, show your face
From the bottom of the ocean
To the mountains of the moon
Won't you please come to Chicago, no one else can take your place
{Refrain}
We can change the world (4x)
Etiquetas:
nash
Publicadas por
Mariposa*Pontiac
