lunes, abril 21, 2008

Here comes the moon (George Harrison)



Everybody's talking up a storm
Act like they don't notice it
But here it is and here it comes . . .
Here comes the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon.

Impulse always quickens when it's full
As it turns my head around me
Yes it does and here it comes
Here comes the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon.

God's gift I see that's moving up there into the night . . .
Though dark the mirror in the sky reflects us our light:
Looks like a little brother to the sun
Or mother to the stars at night
And here it is and here it comes
Here comes the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon.

Breath is always taken when it's new
Enhance upon the clouds around it
Yes it is and here it comes
Here comes the moon, the moon, the moon.

2 Comments:

Blogger Unknown said...

Lo siento, esa angelita soy yo, de pelo enredado por la danza y de dulce tacto de tierra...de ojitos llenos de luna!

Gracias Juan Pablo, leí tarde todo, pero leí, y este otoño tiene otro color, y a la luna...ahora a la luna ahora la llevo adentro.

sábado, abril 26, 2008 11:59:00 a. m.  
Anonymous Anónimo said...

é ....
que linda cancion.....

martes, abril 29, 2008 4:06:00 p. m.  

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