martes, 20 de julio de 2010
...Bueno,
Han sido dos meses realmente difíciles, debo decir. Especialmente este último.
Cuando te ves acechado por problemas de toda índole, priorizas y te das cuenta de lo que realmente importa.
Mi padre ya está mejor, gracias a Dios. Y mi tía, aunque sigue en el Hospital, mejorará. Y los dioses quieran que se cure del todo. Ojalá.
Espero retomar este humilde blog con más ardor guerrero y cariño que antes. Que nunca.
Y de propina, la canción de este mes. No sé por qué, pero me seguía. Apareció en la radio, en el IPOD sin quererlo...incluso hablaron de ella en una revista que hojeé en el Hospital. Pues eso.
Vaya por todos los enfermos que le echan huevos al asunto pa tirar pa´lante.
I don't know where I'm goin
but I sure know where I've been
hanging on the promises in songs of yesterday.
An' I've made up my mind, I ain't wasting no more time
but here I go again, here I go again.
Tho' I keep searching for an answer
I never seem to find what I'm looking for.
Oh Lord, I pray you give me strength to carry on
'cos I know what it means to walk along the lonely street of dreams.
Here I go again on my own
goin' down the only road I've ever known.
Like a drifter I was born to walk alone.
An' I've made up my mind, I ain't wasting no more time.
Just another heart in need of rescue
waiting on love's sweet charity
an' I'm gonna hold on for the rest of my days
'cos I know what it means to walk along the lonely street of dreams.
Here I go again on my own
goin' down the only road I've ever known.
Like a hobo I was born to walk alone.
An' I've made up my mind, I ain't wasting no more time
but here I go again, here I go again,
here I go again, here I go.
An' I've made up my mind, I ain't wasting no more time.
Here I go again on my own
goin' down the only road I've ever known.
Like a drifter I was born to walk alone
'cos I know what it means to walk along the lonely street of dreams.
Here I go again on my own
goin' down the only road I've ever known.
Like a drifter I was born to walk alone.
An' I've made up my mind, I ain't wasting no more time
but here I go again, here I go again,
here I go again, here I go,
here I go again
____________________
....Y, perdonad por no poder abstraerme...Ya puedo gritar:
¡VIVA ESPAÑA!
¡CAMPEONES DEL MUNDO!
Besar la camiseta de España, de tu país...¡Ay! si más de uno comprendiera taantas cosas....
Han sido dos meses realmente difíciles, debo decir. Especialmente este último.
Cuando te ves acechado por problemas de toda índole, priorizas y te das cuenta de lo que realmente importa.
Mi padre ya está mejor, gracias a Dios. Y mi tía, aunque sigue en el Hospital, mejorará. Y los dioses quieran que se cure del todo. Ojalá.
Espero retomar este humilde blog con más ardor guerrero y cariño que antes. Que nunca.
Y de propina, la canción de este mes. No sé por qué, pero me seguía. Apareció en la radio, en el IPOD sin quererlo...incluso hablaron de ella en una revista que hojeé en el Hospital. Pues eso.
Vaya por todos los enfermos que le echan huevos al asunto pa tirar pa´lante.
I don't know where I'm goin
but I sure know where I've been
hanging on the promises in songs of yesterday.
An' I've made up my mind, I ain't wasting no more time
but here I go again, here I go again.
Tho' I keep searching for an answer
I never seem to find what I'm looking for.
Oh Lord, I pray you give me strength to carry on
'cos I know what it means to walk along the lonely street of dreams.
Here I go again on my own
goin' down the only road I've ever known.
Like a drifter I was born to walk alone.
An' I've made up my mind, I ain't wasting no more time.
Just another heart in need of rescue
waiting on love's sweet charity
an' I'm gonna hold on for the rest of my days
'cos I know what it means to walk along the lonely street of dreams.
Here I go again on my own
goin' down the only road I've ever known.
Like a hobo I was born to walk alone.
An' I've made up my mind, I ain't wasting no more time
but here I go again, here I go again,
here I go again, here I go.
An' I've made up my mind, I ain't wasting no more time.
Here I go again on my own
goin' down the only road I've ever known.
Like a drifter I was born to walk alone
'cos I know what it means to walk along the lonely street of dreams.
Here I go again on my own
goin' down the only road I've ever known.
Like a drifter I was born to walk alone.
An' I've made up my mind, I ain't wasting no more time
but here I go again, here I go again,
here I go again, here I go,
here I go again
____________________
....Y, perdonad por no poder abstraerme...Ya puedo gritar:
¡VIVA ESPAÑA!
¡CAMPEONES DEL MUNDO!
Besar la camiseta de España, de tu país...¡Ay! si más de uno comprendiera taantas cosas....
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3 comentarios:
Ojalá se haya acabado la racha, Doc!! Un abrazo enorme para ti y otro para los enfermitos. Y ya sabes: fuerza!!!!
Encantada de volver a leerte!!
Pues uno a tu dedicatoria...
Vaya por ellos!
Salud y ganas!
un beso
Ahora, racha de bonanza, ya lo verás!!!
Bienvuelto :)
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