No hay mucho más que decir.
Siempre será tres años más pequeña que yo. Al nacer se adjudicó la mitad de mi hipotética herencia. Vale muchísimo más.
Te copio la letra, Mari porque suscribo todo lo que dice.
Te quiero.
Miss Celie's Blues
Sister, you've been on my mind
Sister, we're two of a kind
So sister, I'm keepin' my eye on you
I betcha think I don't know nothin'
But singin' the blues, oh sister
Have I got news for you, I'm something
I hope you think that you're something too
Scuffin', I been up that lonesome road
And I seen a lot of suns going down
Oh, but trust me
No low life's gonna run me around
So let me tell you something sister
Remember your name, no twister
Gonna steal your stuff away my sister
We sho' ain't got a whole lot of time
So shake your shimmy sister
'Cause honey, the "shug" is feelin' fine
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Qué bonito. La que yo le dedicaría a mi hermana pues, aunque no sea chiquitita, sí que lo es más que yo, es ésta:
Chiquitita, tell me whats wrong
Youre enchained by your own sorrow
In your eyes there is no hope for tomorrow
How I hate to see you like this
There is no way you can deny it
I can see that youre oh so sad, so quiet
Chiquitita, tell me the truth
Im a shoulder you can cry on
Your best friend, Im the one you must rely on
You were always sure of yourself
Now I see youve broken a feather
I hope we can patch it up together
Chiquitita, you and I know
How the heartaches come and they go and the scars theyre leaving
Youll be dancing once again and the pain will end
You will have no time for grieving
Chiquitita, you and I cry
But the sun is still in the sky and shining above you
Let me hear you sing once more like you did before
Sing a new song, chiquitita
Try once more like you did before
Sing a new song, chiquitita
So the walls came tumbling down
And your loves a blown out candle
All is gone and it seems too hard to handle
Chiquitita, tell me the truth
There is no way you can deny it
I see that youre oh so sad, so quiet
Chiquitita, you and I know
How the heartaches come and they go and the scars theyre leaving
Youll be dancing once again and the pain will end
You will have no time for grieving
Chiquitita, you and I cry
But the sun is still in the sky and shining above you
Let me hear you sing once more like you did before
Sing a new song, chiquitita
Try once more like you did before
Sing a new song, chiquitita
Try once more like you did before
Sing a new song, chiquitita
Gracias, mari, tu dedicatoria es un regalo de lujo.
Lo de que valgo más de la mitad de la herencia, lo cual equivale a decir que me merezco más, lo quiero por escrito.
No sabes cuánto te quiero.
Hola Chusa
gracias por tu visita y tu comentario, me alegro que no te apuntes a nada,... yo tampoco lo hago aunque coincido en casi todo.
Felicidades a tu "sister" y un beso para ti
UHL
hola Chusa:
me colé en tu blog desde el de un hombre libre y ¡ME ENCANTO!.
Creo que podemos tener algunas cosas en común: yo también me propuse hablar de sexo en mi blog y la cosa fue por otros derroteros...por ejemplo.
Si puedo seguiré con tus post anteriores...ya te he añadido a mi lista de blogs "interesantes";)
Un beso
Crika
De vez en cuando, también yo hablo de sexo en mi blog, Crika.
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