* Madonna
Like A Prayer
Life is a mystery, everyone must stand alone
I hear you call my name
And it feels like home
When you call my name its like a little prayer
Im down on my knees, I wanna take you there
In the midnight hour I can feel your power
Just like a prayer you know Ill take you there
I hear your voice, its like an angel sighing
I have no choice, I hear your voice
Feels like flying
I close my eyes, oh God I think Im falling
Out of the sky, I close my eyes
Heaven help me
Like a child you whisper softly to me
Youre in control just like a child
Now Im dancing
Its like a dream, no end and no beginning
Youre here with me, its like a dream
Let the choir sing
Just like a prayer, your voice can take me there
Just like a muse to me, you are a mystery
Just like a dream, you are not what you seem
Just like a prayer, no choice your voice can take me there
Just like a prayer, Ill take you there
Its like a dream to me
La Isla Bonita
Como puede ser verdad
Last night I dreamt of San Pedro
Just like I’d never gone, I knew the song
A young girl with eyes like the desert
It all seems like yesterday, not far away
Tropical the island breeze
All of nature wild and free
This is where I long to be
La isla bonita
And when the samba played
The sun would set so high
Ring through my ears and sting my eyes
Your Spanish lullaby
I fell in love with San Pedro
Warm wind carried on the sea, he called to me
Te dijo te amo
I prayed that the days would last
They went so fast
I want to be where the sun warms the sky
When it’s time for siesta you can watch them go by
Beautiful faces, no cares in this world
Where a girl loves a boy, and a boy loves a girl
Last night I dreamt of San Pedro
It all seems like yesterday, not far away
Ta-la-ta-ta-taa
La-la-la-la-la-la-laaa
Te dijo te amo
La-la-la-la-la-la-laaa
E dijo que te ama
Pa-pa-la-pa-pa pa-pa-pa-pahaaa
Aha, aha-ahaaa
La isla bonita
Ahaa, aha-ahaaa…
com recordo tenir cassettes gravats de la radio amb la de like a prayer, a EGB, com molava, quins temps, quins records, …
el cert és que pensan-t’hi. Jo tampoc comprava musica quan era petit (tampoc tenia calés), però enlloc de piratejar d’internet, ho feiem a través de la ràdio….
res ha canviat… no??