Massa vigència.Massa innocència.
Massa realitat.
Massa humanitat.
Setanta anys arrere,
hi encara sospirem,
hi encara somiem.
Fa uns dies,
anàrem a veure
The Rose Purple of Cairo,
La ingenuïtat feta escut.
I pensem sobre això.
Una mica zen.
Panteista.
Potser.
It seems like yesterday
but it was long ago
Janey was lovely she was
the queen of my nights
There in the darkness
with the radio playing low
And the secrets that we shared
the mountains that we moved
Caught like a wildfire out of control
'Til there was nothing left to burn
and nothing left to prove
And I remember what she said to me
how she swore that it never would end
I remember how she held me oh so tight
wish I didn't know now what I didn't know then
Against the wind
We were runnin' against the wind
We were young and strong, we were runnin'
against the wind
The years rolled slowly past
and I found myself alone
Surrounded by strangers
I thought were my friends
I found myself further and
further from my home
And I guess I lost my way
there were oh so many roads
I was living to run and running to live
Never worried about paying
or even how much I owed
Moving eight miles a minute
for months at a time
Breaking all of the rules that would bend
I began to find myself searching
searching for shelter again and again
Against the wind
A little something against the wind
I found myself seeking shelter
against the wind
(instrumental)
Well those drifter's
days are past me now
I've got so much more to think about
Deadlines and commitments
What to leave in
what to leave out
Against the wind
I'm still runnin' against the wind
I'm older now but still
runnin' against the wind
Well I'm older now and still runnin'
Against the wind
Against the wind
Against the wind
(against the wind)
Still runnin'
(against the wind)
I'm still runnin'
(against the wind)
I'm still runnin'
(against the wind)
I'm still runnin' against the wind
(against the wind)
Still runnin'
(against the wind)
Runnin' against the wind
Runnin' against the wind
(against the wind)
See the young man run
(against the wind)
Watch the young man run
(against the wind)
Watch the young man runnin'
(against the wind)
He'll be runnin' against the wind
(against the wind)
Let the cowboys ride
(against the wind)
Let the cowboys ride
They'll be ridin' against the wind
(against the wind)
(repeat to fade)
m'agradà molt, anys enrere. I Chaplin...feren una exposició l'any passat sobre ell que fou una meravella. Quan jo era petit em feia riure i no sabia per què. Ara ric i ho sé! Bon estiu, amic Josep Blesa!
Gracis per tot Miquel Àngel.
PS: estem preparant una trobada a Mallorca. Comptem amb tu !
Feta la llei, feta la trampa en tal de fer-nos passar pels sedàs d'aquesta unitat forçada a que ens volen abocar.
com homens i homens
amb un denominador que vòl ser comú
Roma no paga traïdors.