Blog sobre sentimientos, amigos y recuerdos. Un espacio para sacar de nosotros lo mejor que llevamos dentro. El lugar donde rememorar a Barri es casi una obligación, además de una devoción. Y como dice la bendición irlandesa: "Que el viento sople a tu espalda, que el camino salga a tu encuentro, que el sol entibie tu cara, y hasta que volvamos a encontrarnos, que Dios, el amor, o en quien tú creas, te sostenga en la palma de su mano". Que así sea.
domingo, 9 de noviembre de 2008
She goes on
Pretty soon you'll be able to remember her
Lying in the garden singing
Right where she'll always be, the door is always open
This is the place that I loved her
And these are the friends that she had
Long may the mountain ring to the sound of her laughter
And she goes on and on
In her soft wind I will whisper
In her warm sun I will glisten
Till we see her once again in a world without end
We owe it all to Frank Sinatra
The song was playing as she walked into the room
After the long weekend, they were a lifetime together
Appearing in the eyes of children
In the clear blue mountain view
The colouring in the sky and painting ladders to heaven
And she goes on and on
In her soft wind I will whisper
In her warm sun I will glisten
Till we see her once again in a world without end
(Repeat)
She goes on
She goes on
She goes on
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