Viva la vida...

... y en especial todos los años que compartimos contigo, Jose. Mientras suena esta canción pienso en ti sin parar y créeme que me cuesta hasta respirar, por no decir que no veo las teclas del ordenador de cómo tengo los ojos de vidriosos.



Tu recuerdo no pierde fuerza, el agradecimiento es eterno, la deuda es impagable, pero el vacío no hay quien lo llene...

Y hoy, no sé por qué, me he acordado mucho de Sofía y de ti. Seguro que los tres hubiéramos disfrutado esta canción juntos en un bar del Río de la Pila o de la calle del Carmen o en cualquier bareto de los nuestros. Nuestra amistad es como un corredor de fondo, nunca nos cansamos de recordar.

Viva la vida
I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sweep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own
I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing:
"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"
One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt, pillars of sand

I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
Once you know there was never, never an honest word
That was when I ruled the world
(Ohhh)

It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in.
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People couldn't believe what I'd become
Revolutionaries Wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king?

I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can not explain
I know Saint Peter will call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)

Hear Jerusalem bells are ringings
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can not explain
I know Saint Peter will call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
(Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh)