MI AAMOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRRRRRR PERDONAME MI VIDA!! Me olvidé de postear en tu cumpleaños pero juro que nunca jamás volverá a pasar, no mientras esté viva (? FELICES 67 RICHARD! Aunque no estés con nosotros vos sabés que yo te amo mucho :) y que siempre te voy a apoyar allí donde tu estés :D Porque sos mi inspiración Rich, y te quiero más que nadie (L) gracias por llegar a mi vida (? y hacer que tooodo sea mucho mejor.
Desearía que pudieras leer esto, pero no se puede todo en la vida :( me conformo con escribirlo y saber que te quiero :D
Y para honrarte en esta entrada, una canción que vos escribiste, una de las mejores....en memoria tuya, Richard Wright...
Us and Them...
Us and them
Us, and them
And after all we're only
ordinary men.
Me, and you.
God only knows it's not what
we would choose to do.
Forward he cried from the rear
and the front rank died.
And the general sat and the lines on the map
moved from side to side.
Black and blue
And who knows which is which
and who is who.
Up and down.
But in the end it's only
round and round.
Haven't you heard it's
a battle of words?,
the poster bearer cried.
Listen son, said the man with the gun
There's room for you inside.
Down and out
It can't be helped but there's a lot
of it about.
With, without.
And who'll deny it's what the
fighting's all about?
Out of the way, it's a busy day
I've got things on my mind.
For the want of the price of tea and a slice
The old man died.
Us, and them
And after all we're only
ordinary men.
Me, and you.
God only knows it's not what
we would choose to do.
Forward he cried from the rear
and the front rank died.
And the general sat and the lines on the map
moved from side to side.
Black and blue
And who knows which is which
and who is who.
Up and down.
But in the end it's only
round and round.
Haven't you heard it's
a battle of words?,
the poster bearer cried.
Listen son, said the man with the gun
There's room for you inside.
Down and out
It can't be helped but there's a lot
of it about.
With, without.
And who'll deny it's what the
fighting's all about?
Out of the way, it's a busy day
I've got things on my mind.
For the want of the price of tea and a slice
The old man died.
Vera Waters...
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