viernes, 16 de octubre de 2009

the saddest dream ever....

ahora te entiendo... Mía... esos sueños q tienes, no son para nada buenos, y que dificil es ignorarlos... me toco a mi hoy...

todo comenzaba con un hombre extraño, en sus 50s diria yo, pero completamente canoso, era un tipo arrogante y despreciable a simple vista.... no entendi a q pasaba igual..
sin entrar en detalle, el estaba con mi Abuelita... se me hacia muy raro, pero despues cai en cuenta... mi abuelito habia muerto... y apenas llegue a esa conclusion, comence a verlo, en mis ojos llenos de lagrimas aparecia siempre detras de mi abuelita, cuidandola, diciendole todo, tal vez lo que yo no he escuchado en vida.... era una escena desgarradora... mi abuelita con otro hombre y mi abuelito tras ella, sin que ella supiera....y practicamente asi era todo el sueño, terminaba en una cena, todos ahi, y mi abuelito detras de ella, no entiendo porq yo era el unico que lo podia ver y escuchaba lo que decia, a veces la mirada de él y mi abuelita se encontraban en algun moemnto, pero todo resultado de la casualidad...todo esto a pesar de ser algo tal vez imposible, me hizo romper en lagrimas .... luego, el telefono sono, el sueño acabo.. pero yo no podia parar de llorar....



A Day In The Life - The Beatles


I read the news today oh boy
About a lucky man who made the grade
And though the news was rather sad
Well I just had to laugh
I saw the photograph
He blew his mind out in a car
He didn't notice that the lights had changed
A crowd of people stood and stared
They'd seen his face before
Nobody was really sure
If he was from the House of Lords.

I saw a film today oh boy
The English Army had just won the war
A crowd of people turned away
but I just had to look
Having read the book
I'd love to turn you on

Woke up, fell out of bed,
Dragged a comb across my head
Found my way downstairs and drank a cup,
And looking up I noticed I was late.
Found my coat and grabbed my hat
Made the bus in seconds flat
Found my way upstairs and had a smoke,
and Somebody spoke and I went into a dream

I read the news today oh boy
Four thousand holes in Blackburn, Lancashire
And though the holes were rather small
They had to count them all
Now they know how many holes it takes to fill the Albert Hall.
I'd love to turn you on

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