Blue eyes under grey skiesCrazy afternoons under grey skiesNo more, no more nothingSay no more, no more nothing'cos I'm going back to the moonBaby, tell me somethingWould you show me something ?Would you stop howling ?Howlinf at the moon ?'cos it's coming here soonNo more laughterNo more tearsNo more million yearsStand by me (as the song goes)Stand by me (as I say)I don't know when it's time to changeIt comes the change right nowI can feel it vibrating through the groundBaby, here by me, baby, babyClimb out off the seaYou're a wet fishWet fish comeWet fish goWet fish comeAnd wet fish go
Seguramente el lugar a donde van a parar no solo los cigarrillos ya quemados, sino también las pequeñas bizarrías que el fuego, la charla y el humo conllevan.
viernes, 14 de enero de 2011
No mas nada - Sumo
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