miércoles, 31 de agosto de 2011

Todo gran cambio lleva un gran “tema” de fondo…

 

To Build A Home

There is a house built out of stone
Wooden floors, walls and window sills
Tables and chairs worn by all of the dust
This is a place where I don't feel alone
This is a place where I feel at home
And I built a home
For you
For me
Until it disappeared
From me
From you
And now, it's time to leave and turn to dust

Out in the garden where we planted the seeds
There is a tree that's old as me
Branches were sewn by the color of green

Ground had arose and passed its knees
By the cracks of the skin I climbed to the top
I climbed the tree to see the world
When the gusts came around to blow me down
I held on as tightly as you held onto me
I held on as tightly as you held onto me
And I built a home
For you
For me
Until it disappeared
From me
From you
And now, it's time to leave and turn to dust.

The Cinematic Orchestra

2 comentarios:

  1. La canción es preciosa pero el cantante podía sacarse el chicle de la boca o aprender a vocalizar, por dios. Menos mal q pusiste la letra, que apenas le entiendo. Qué destroce del inglés. Cosas como ésta me hacen añorar y mucho a Freddy Mercury :-)

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  2. Yo amaba a Freddy... pero esta canción me tiene completamente enamorada. Lo del chicle... si estuvieras en mi trabajo, verías que son muchos con esa forma de darle vida a su lengua materna... :)

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