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"El poeta es un fingidor. Finge tan completamente que hasta finge que es dolor el dolor que de veras siente. Y los que leen lo que escribe en el dolor leído siente bien, no los dos que él tuvo mas sólo el que ellos no tienen. Y así en los rieles gira, entreteniendo la razón, ese tren de cuerda que se llama el corazón". (Fernando Pessoa)

domingo, 10 de junio de 2007

Maybe I didn't treat you
Quite as good as I should have
Maybe I didn't love you
Quite as often as I could have
Little things I should have said and done
I just never took the time
You were always on my mind
You were always on my mind
Maybe I didn't hold you
All those lonely, lonely times
And I guess I never told you
I'm so happy that you're mine

If I made you feel second best
Girl, I'm sorry I was blind

You were always on my mind
You were always on my mind
Tell me
Tell me that your sweet love hasn't died
Give me
Give me one more chance to keep you satisfy mind
I'll keep you satisfied

Little things I should have said and done
I just never took the time
You were always on my mind
You were always on my mind

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Anonymous Anónimo ha dicho...

I love this song. No matter if it's Elvis, UB40 or even a newer version, actually a very good one, playing on the radio these days. I still love it.
Do you know this one? So simple, so tender.

Sorry
Is all that you can't say
Years gone by and still
Words don't come easily
Like sorry, like sorry.

Forgive me
Is all that you can't say
Years gone by and still
Words don't come easily
Like forgive me, forgive me.

But you can say baby
Baby can I hold you tonight
Maybe if I told you the right words
At the right time you'd be mine.

I love you
Is all that you can't say
Years gone by and still
Words don't come easily
Like I love you, I love you.

Tracy Chapman

L.

11 de junio de 2007, 9:31  

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