24 abr 2006

New york, New york


Ciertamente, hay veces que me siento tan cerca como lejos de allí que... me (le) dedico un homenaje musical, gentileza del crooner, porque, ciertamente, estoy harto de las músicas, en plural, del fin de semana. Puta lacra del reggaeton. Aprendan, impostores.
(Gilgamesh contra el fin de semana)

Start spreading the news, I'm leaving today

I want to be a part of it - New York, New York
These vagabond shoes, are longing to stray
Right through the very heart of it -
New York, New York

I wanna wake up in a city, that doesn't sleep
And find I'm king of the hill - top of the heap

These little town blues, are melting away
I'll make a brand new start of it - in old new york
If I can make it there, I'll make it anywhere
It's up to you -
New York, New York

New york,
New York
I want to wake up in a city, that never sleeps
And find I'm a number one-top of the list, king of the hill
A number one

These little town blues, are melting away
I'm gonna make a brand new start of it - in old new york
And if I can make it there, I'm gonna make it anywhere

It up to you -
New York, New York

(By Frankie Blue Eyes)


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