When you're strange

Todavía dan cosas buenas en los cines de Barcelona :)



Feliz fiesta de fin de año y entrada al 2011 to everybody! Cuando pueda me paso por your blogs! Aquí otra versión de Dylan!

Down the street the dogs are barkin'
And the day is a-gettin' dark.
As the night comes in a-fallin',
The dogs 'll lose their bark.
An' the silent night will shatter
From the sounds inside my mind,
For I'm one too many mornings
And a thousand miles behind.

From the crossroads of my doorstep,
My eyes they start to fade,
As I turn my head back to the room
Where my love and I have laid.
An' I gaze back to the street,
The sidewalk and the sign,
And I'm one too many mornings
An' a thousand miles behind.

It's a restless hungry feeling
That don't mean no one no good,
When ev'rything I'm a-sayin'
You can say it just as good.
You're right from your side,
I'm right from mine.
We're both just one too many mornings
An' a thousand miles behind.

Boots of spanish leather

Oh, I’m sailin’ away my own true love
I’m sailin’ away in the morning
Is there something I can send you from across the sea
From the place that I’ll be landing?

No, there’s nothin’ you can send me, my own true love
There’s nothin’ I wish to be ownin’
Just carry yourself back to me unspoiled
From across that lonesome ocean

Oh, but I just thought you might want something fine
Made of silver or of golden
Either from the mountains of Madrid
Or from the coast of Barcelona

Oh, but if I had the stars from the darkest night
And the diamonds from the deepest ocean
I’d forsake them all for your sweet kiss
For that’s all I’m wishin’ to be ownin’

That I might be gone a long time
And it’s only that I’m askin’
Is there something I can send you to remember me by
To make your time more easy passin’

Oh, how can, how can you ask me again
It only brings me sorrow
The same thing I want from you today
I would want again tomorrow

I got a letter on a lonesome day
It was from her ship a-sailin’
Saying I don’t know when I’ll be comin’ back again
It depends on how I’m a-feelin’

Well, if you, my love, must think that-a-way
I’m sure your mind is roamin’
I’m sure your heart is not with me
But with the country to where you’re goin’

So take heed, take heed of the western wind
Take heed of the stormy weather
And yes, there’s something you can send back to me
Spanish boots of Spanish leather

Saludos navideños!

I'll go crazy

Gracias a James Brown por el temazo y a Isaak y su banda por esta versión!

If you leave me, I'll go crazy
If you leave me, I'll go crazy
'Cause I love you, love you
Oh, I love you too much

If you quit me, I'll go crazy
If you forget me, I'll go crazy
'Cause I love you, love you
Oh, I love you too much

You've got to live for yourself
Yourself and nobody else
You've got to live for yourself
Yourself and nobody else

For the good times

Lagrimilla...

Don't look so sad, I know it's over.

But life goes on, and this old world will keep on turning.

Let's just be glad we had some time to spend together.

There's no need to watch the bridges that we're burning.



Lay your head upon my pillow.

Hold your warm and tender body close to mine.

Hear the whisper of the raindrops,

Blowin' soft against the window,

And make believe you love me one more time,

For the good times.



I'll get along; you'll find another,

And I'll be here if you should find you ever need me.

Don't say a word about tommorrow or forever,

There'll be time enough for sadness when you leave me.



Lay your head upon my pillow.

Hold your warm and tender body close to mine.

Hear the whisper of the raindrops,

Blowin' soft against the window,

And make believe you love me one more time,

For the good times.

One week to go!!!

Luxury

I want a real fine car, fly Miami too
All the rum, I want to drink it, all the whiskey too
My woman need a new dress, my daughter got to go to school
I'm working so hard, I'm working for the company
I'm working so hard to keep you in the luxury

You can't call me lazy on a seven day a week
Make a million for the Texans, twenty dollar me
Yes, I want a gold ring, riding in a limousine
I'm working so hard, I'm working for the company
I'm working so hard to keep you in the luxury

Now listen, I'm a proud man, not a beggar walking on the street
I'm working so hard, to keep you from the poverty
I'm working so hard to keep you in the luxury, oh yeah
I'm working so hard, I'm working so hard
Harder, harder, working, working, working

I think it's such a strange thing, giving me concern
Half the world it got nothing the other half got money to burn
My woman need a new dress, my daughter got to go to school
I'm working so hard, I'm working for the company, oh, yeah
I'm working so hard, oh, yeah

Working on a Sunday in refinery
Make a million for the Texans, twenty dollar me
All the rum, I want to drink it, I got responsibility
I'm working so hard to keep you from the poverty, oh, yeah
I'm working so hard, I'm working for the company, oh, yeah
I'm working so hard, oh, yeah
Harder, harder, working, working...