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sábado, 10 de marzo de 2012

Una canción de Amos Lee

Estoy buscando un gadget para reproducir archivos mp3 propios, quiero decir, que no sean de listas prefabricadas por otros, sino de archivos que ya tengo. He encontrado algunos, pero, con poca calidad, es decir demasiado sencillos. Es importante que se pueda mostrar la caratula del album, y que se puedan crear playlists. Todo llegará.

Mientras tanto, os adelanto la letra, (lyrics dicen los ingleses) de una canción, para mi, esencial. Se llama Arms of a Woman de Amos Lee. Si podeis entenderla, cuando escucheis la música os quedaries atónitos.




                              Arms of a Woman

                        I am at ease in the arms of a woman.
                        Although now,
                        most of my days I spend alone.
                        A thousand miles,
                        from the place I was born.
                        But when she wakes me,
                        she takes me back home.

                         Now, most days,
                          I spend like a child.
                          Who's afraid of ghosts in my mind.
                          I know, there aint nothing out there.
                          I'm still afraid to turn on the lights.

                           I am at ease in the arms of a woman.
                           Although now,
                           most of my days a I spend alone.
                           A thousand miles,
                           the place I was born.
                           When she wakes me,
                           she takes me back home.

                           A thousand miles,
                           the place I was born.
                           When she wakes me,
                           she takes me back home.

                           I am at ease in the arms of a woman.
                           Although now,
                          most of my days I spend alone.
                          A thousand miles,
                          from the place i was born.
                          When she wakes me,
                          she takes me...                     
                          Ya, when she wakes me,
                          she takes me back home.
                          When she wakes me,
                           she takes me back home.

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