This is one of my favorite songs in life, wonderful to listen to in beautiful days, fresh air mornings and evenings and, so of course, grey, almost black days, obviously rainy and stormy... Nights... Yes, the night, looking through the window, with no electric light. Urban walks on marvelous metropolis. / Esta es una de mis canciones favoritas in life, maravillosa para escuchar en días lindos, mañanas y tardes de aire fresco y, muy por supuesto, días grises, casi negros, de obvia lluvia y tormenta... Noches... Sí, la noche, mirando por la ventana, sin luz eléctrica. Caminatas urbanas en maravillosas metrópolis.
This is one the most crafted melodies I've ever heard. For me it is actually almost a symphony in various movements within the same song. / Esta es una de las melodías más trabajadas que jamás he escuchado. Para mí, de hecho, es casi una sinfonía en varios movimientos dentro de la misma canción.
And how I would have liked to write it myself!! It's one of those things you say: How come it didn't occur to me!/ Y cómo me habría gustado escribirla yo!! Es una de esas cosas en las que dices: Cómo no se me ocurrió a mí!
Sin mayor presentación/Without further introduction... Mr. David Gates (former member and founder of Bread).
See the clouds adrift so far below
Everchanging as they come and go
Makes me wonder why I'm up so high
When really I am down so low
Of all the wonders I was one allowed
I think that I would always choose a cloud
Always brings my feelings right out loud
Whether I'm ashamed or proud
On this airplane comin' home to you
Sometimes I think I've flown my whole life through
My whole life... through
As I wing my way to you
See the clouds they're giving life below
In colors that the canvas cannot show
Keeping secrets no one else could know
For I'm the one who told them so
Now and then I get up close to you
I'd like to stay but I'm just passing through
So I'll have to say goodbye...Until next time I fly. (I felt identified with these lines at certain time of my last stay in NYC / Estas líneas me identificaron un tiempo en mi última estadía en NYC).
Make my bed
Light the light
Comin' in on the midnight flight
Touch the ground and soon you will be
Safe inside reality
Change your mind
Change your name
Still the music
Sounds the same
Rainfall
Don't bother me at all
You see the world reflected on the highway
Come on rainbow
I can't let you go
Before I reach the end of you someway
So the next time raindrops fall
If it makes you climb the walls just think of green.
Por lo visto, vuestros lectores decodifican en dos idiomas.
Grata forma de hacer tuya, esa palabrita tan manoseada como es la Globalización.
Salu2 Auto Referentes.
Además cuentas con ese plus tan preciso de proyectar una voz cálida y tierna. Me imagino que si sigues poniendo en alertas tus antenitas, fluyendo en el tono justo lo que debe ser, lo restante vendrá por mágica añadidura.
Salu2 Empujadores.
Voy a ver si la encuentro,no la había escuchado.
Saludos,
Adieu.