- Photography Connection -: 2011

miércoles, 16 de marzo de 2011

The guilty undertaker sighs
The lonesome organ grinder cries
The silver saxophones say I should refuse you
The cracked bells and washed-out horns
Blow into my face with scorn
But it's not that way
I wasn't born to lose you
I want you, I want you
I want you so bad
Honey, I want you.

The drunken politician leaps
Upon the street where mothers weep
And the saviors who are fast asleep
They wait for you
And I wait for them to interrupt
Me drinkin' from my broken cup
And ask for me
Open up the gate for you
I want you, I want you
Yes, I want you so bad
Honey, I want you.

Now all my fathers they've gone down
True love they've been without it
But all their daughters put me down
'Cause I don't think about it.

Well, I return to the Queen of Spades
And talk with my chambermaid
She knows that I'm not afraid
To look at her
She is good to me
And there's nothing she doesn't see
She knows where I'd like to be
But it doesn't matter
I want you, I want you
Yes, I want you so bad
Honey, I want you.

Now your dancing child with his Chinese suit
He spoke to me, I took his flute
No, I wasn't very cute to him - Was I ?
But I did though because he lied
Because he took you for a ride
And because time was on his side
And because I ..
I want you, I want you
Yes, I want you so bad
Honey, I want you.

domingo, 16 de enero de 2011

I'll remember you
When I've forgotten all the rest,
You to me were true,
You to me were the best.
When there is no more,
You cut to the core
Quicker than anyone I knew.
When I'm all alone
In the great unknown,
I'll remember you.

I'll remember you
At the end of the trail,
I had so much left to do,
I had so little time to fail.
There's some people that
You don't forget,
Even though you've only seen'm
One time or two.
When the roses fade
And I'm in the shade,
I'll remember you.

Didn't I, didn't I try to love you?
Didn't I, didn't I try to care?
Didn't I sleep, didn't I weep beside you
With the rain blowing in your hair?

I'll remember you
When the wind blows through the piney wood.
It was you who came right through,
It was you who understood.
Though I'd never say
That I done it the way
That you'd have liked me to.
In the end,
My dear sweet friend,
I'll remember you.

BOB DYLAN

sábado, 15 de enero de 2011

LOVE, LOVE, LOVE
LOVE, LOVE, LOVE
LOVE, LOVE, LOVE

THERE´S NOTHING YOU CAN DO THAT CAN´T BE DONE
NOTHING YOU CAN SING THAT CAN´T BE SUNG
NOTHING YOU CAN SAY BUT YOU CAN LEARN HOW TO PLAY THE GAME
IT´S EASY

NOTHING YOU CAN MAKE THAT CAN´T BE MADE
NO ONE YOU CAN SAVE THAT CAN´T BE SAVED
NOTHING YOU CAN DO BUT YOU CAN LEARN HOW TO BE YOU IN TIME
IT´S EASY

ALL YOU NEED IS LOVE
ALL YOU NEED IS LOVE
ALL YOU NEED IS LOVE, LOVE
LOVE IS ALL YOU NEED

LOVE, LOVE, LOVE
LOVE, LOVE, LOVE
LOVE, LOVE, LOVE

ALL YOU NEED IS LOVE
ALL YOU NEED IS LOVE
ALL YOU NEED IS LOVE, LOVE
LOVE IS ALL YOU NEED

THERE´S NOTHING YOU CAN KNOW THAT ISN´T KNOWN
NOTHING YOU CAN SEE THAT ISN´T SHOWN
NOWHERE YOU CAN BE THAT ISN´T WHERE YOU´RE MEANT TO BE
IT´S EASY