Tempted
Esta canción me encanta, me vuelve loca :D Es del año 81 creo, pero hay canciones que siempre parecerán nuevas.
TEMPTED (SQUEEZE: difford/tilbrook)
I bought a toothbrush, some toothpaste
A flannel for my face
Pyjamas, a hairbrush
New shoes and a case
I said to my reflection
Lets get out of this place
Past the church and the steeple
The laundry on the hill
Billboards and the buildings
Memories of it still
Keep calling and calling
But forget it all
I know I will
Tempted by the fruit of another
Tempted but the truth is discovered
Whats been going on
Now that you have gone
Theres no other
Tempted by the fruit of another
Tempted but the truth is discovered
Im at the car park, the airport
The baggage carousel
The people keep on crowding
Im wishing I was well
I said its no occasion
Its no story I could tell
At my bedside empty pocket
A foot without a sock
Your body gets much closer
I fumble for the clock
Alarmed by the seduction
I wish that it would stop
I bought a novel, some perfume
A fortune all for you
But its not my conscience
That hates to be untrue
I asked of my reflection
Tell me what is there to do
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Otro día la mal traduzco, hoy me cansé de postear.
TEMPTED (SQUEEZE: difford/tilbrook)
I bought a toothbrush, some toothpaste
A flannel for my face
Pyjamas, a hairbrush
New shoes and a case
I said to my reflection
Lets get out of this place
Past the church and the steeple
The laundry on the hill
Billboards and the buildings
Memories of it still
Keep calling and calling
But forget it all
I know I will
Tempted by the fruit of another
Tempted but the truth is discovered
Whats been going on
Now that you have gone
Theres no other
Tempted by the fruit of another
Tempted but the truth is discovered
Im at the car park, the airport
The baggage carousel
The people keep on crowding
Im wishing I was well
I said its no occasion
Its no story I could tell
At my bedside empty pocket
A foot without a sock
Your body gets much closer
I fumble for the clock
Alarmed by the seduction
I wish that it would stop
I bought a novel, some perfume
A fortune all for you
But its not my conscience
That hates to be untrue
I asked of my reflection
Tell me what is there to do
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Otro día la mal traduzco, hoy me cansé de postear.
posted by Irene at 5:59 AM
5 Comments:
Hola Irene: ¿como has estado amiga? Estuve desconectado un tiempo por problemas de energía eléctrica en mi pueblo (todavía la tenemos). Y ahora estudiando una especialidad pues...me consume el tiempo. Este tu blog es uno de mis preferidos. Un beso. H.
Hola homero, pues todo me va bien, la vida me sonríe, soy feliz. En fin, una pasada. Me alegro de que este blog sea uno de tus preferidos. ¿Y tú qué tal estás? ¿Cómo te va todo?
Besos
Buen trabajo, Irene!
Gracias por compartirlo con nosotros.
la música es una de las cosas que más me gusta, y lo que pones (menos Amaral) coincide plenamente con mis gustos.... ¡¡¡Te seguiré!!!... Ya sabes alegres y bailones... bueno también tristes y meláncolicos...o baladas... todo es bienvenido. Besooossss
gracias david santos
hola kamonbeibelaikmaifalle!
Gracias por seguirme. Es un honor :-)
Espero que te guste lo que vaya poniendo.
Besos
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