viernes, septiembre 4

música ecléctica en el desierto

everybody, listen to me,
and return me, my ship.
i'm your captain, i'm your captain,
although i'm feeling mighty sick.

i've been lost now, days uncounted,
and it's months since i've seen home.
can you hear me, can you hear me,
or am i all alone.

if you return me, to my home port,
i will kiss you mother earth.
take me back now, take me back now,
to the port of my birth.

am i in my cabin dreaming, or are you really scheming,
to take my ship away from me?

you'd better think about it, i just can't live without it.
so, please don't take my ship from me.
yeah, yeah, yeah ...

i can feel the hand, of a stranger,
and it's tightening, around my throat.
heaven help me, heaven help me,
take this stranger from my boat.

i'm your captain, i'm your captain,
although i'm feeling mighty sick.
everybody, listen to me,
and return me, my ship.

i'm your captain, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
i'm your captain, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
i'm your captain, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
i'm your captain, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

i'm getting closer to my home ...
i'm getting closer to my home ...
i'm getting closer to my home ...
i'm getting closer to my home ...
ohhhh ...

i'm getting closer to my home ...
i'm getting closer to my home ...
i'm getting closer to my home ...
i'm getting closer to my home ...
...

[grand funk railroad, 1970]








2 huellas

se dice que en esta fecha y hora: 10/10/09 7:19 a.m., Blogger saddie pisó la duna

...
simple como tender una mano
si hay música en el desierto
alguien
debe estar cantando
...

 
se dice que en esta fecha y hora: 10/10/09 7:41 p.m., Anonymous bosquimano pisó la duna

...
alguien afila el pedernal
alguien acecha, otro caza
alguien apunta y dispara
algo sisea y silba, aúlla, gruñe
algo cae, algo muere
alguien vive y celebra

la duna se agita y desliza
alguien canta en el desierto
...

 

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