VIDA
Ya no estoy en la flor de la vida
y mi nivel de vida no florece
me cancelaron el seguro de vida
porque mi esperanza de vida es nula
ya gasté mis siete vidas
y aunque mi vida la venderé cara
paso la vida a tragos, hasta que amanece
soñando que vivo vidas ajenas
que me gano la vida regalando la luna
y que mi mala vida solo durará hasta mañana.
Alguien a mi costa se dará la gran vida
o la vida padre, ¡allá ellos!
y si mi vida pende de un solo hilo
bésame, dame media vida
y teje ese hilo hasta convertirlo
en ese jersey tuyo de cuello vuelto
que consigue que me busque la vida
para acariciarte y olvidar la vida espiritual
dándole vida a la cama o al sofá
revolcados en nuestra vida carnal.
Así es mi vida y milagros
mi otra vida, mi vida pasada, futura...
a pesar de todo, un cuadro con mucha vida
y como siempre, con demasiada vida nocturna
escapé tantas veces con vida, gracias fortuna
vida airada, descarada, ojalá vida eterna
pero tu ausencia me consume la vida
me cuesta la vida, me ahoga la pena
por eso te necesito de por vida.
Canción seducida por el post:
COLDPLAY
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 sand, 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 not 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 could not 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
And 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"
Ya no estoy en la flor de la vida
y mi nivel de vida no florece
me cancelaron el seguro de vida
porque mi esperanza de vida es nula
ya gasté mis siete vidas
y aunque mi vida la venderé cara
paso la vida a tragos, hasta que amanece
soñando que vivo vidas ajenas
que me gano la vida regalando la luna
y que mi mala vida solo durará hasta mañana.
Alguien a mi costa se dará la gran vida
o la vida padre, ¡allá ellos!
y si mi vida pende de un solo hilo
bésame, dame media vida
y teje ese hilo hasta convertirlo
en ese jersey tuyo de cuello vuelto
que consigue que me busque la vida
para acariciarte y olvidar la vida espiritual
dándole vida a la cama o al sofá
revolcados en nuestra vida carnal.
Así es mi vida y milagros
mi otra vida, mi vida pasada, futura...
a pesar de todo, un cuadro con mucha vida
y como siempre, con demasiada vida nocturna
escapé tantas veces con vida, gracias fortuna
vida airada, descarada, ojalá vida eterna
pero tu ausencia me consume la vida
me cuesta la vida, me ahoga la pena
por eso te necesito de por vida.
Canción seducida por el post:
COLDPLAY
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 sand, 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 not 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 could not 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
And 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"
