Marely Pics.
Estaba escogiendo que post poner y estaba oyendo entre mis mp3 varias canciones con cierto sentimiento, para poder hacer florecer algún sentimiento en particular, de pronto sin avisar apareció la canción de She de Elvis Costello, qué les cuento? que se me puso la piel chinita, porque la relaciono directamente con una amiga muy particular...si tú la que estas siempre leyendo "entrelíneados eternos" y para no "dramatizar" más por mi parte... dejo la letra... que considero bella, pero no tanto como la música... y como tu bella alma que me hace sacar el lado más humano en todo lo que escribo... tnks!
She
Elvis Costello
She may be the face I can't forget
The trace of pleasure or regret
Maybe my treasure or the prize I have to pay
She may be the song that summer sings
Maybe the children autumn brings
Maybe a hundred different things
Within the measure of a day
She may be the beauty or the beast
Maybe the famine or the feast
May turn each day into a Heaven or a Hell
She may be the mirror of my dreams
A smile reflected in a stream
She may not be what she may seem
Inside her shell....
She, who always seems so happy in a crowd
Whose eyes can be so private and so proud
No one's allowed to see them when they cry
She maybe the love that cannot hope to last
May come to leap from shadows in the past
That I remember 'till the day I die
She maybe the reason I survive
The why and wherefore kind of life
The one I care for through the rough and ready years
Me, I'll take the laughter and your tears
And make them all my souvenirs
And when she goes I've got to be
The meaning of my life is
She....She
Oh, she....
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