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!Mira que luna! Look at that moon! Resources for learning English

!Mira que luna! Look at that moon! Resources for learning English
Fernando Olivera: El rapto.- TEXT FROM THE NOVEL The goldfinch by Donna Tartt (...) One night we were in San Antonio, and I was having a bit of a melt-down, wanting my own room, you know, my dog, my own bed, and Daddy lifted me up on the fairgrounds and told me to look at the moon. When "you feel homesick", he said, just look up. Because the moon is the same wherever you go". So after he died, and I had to go to Aunt Bess -I mean, even now, in the city, when I see a full moon, it's like he's telling me not to look back or feel sad about things, that home is wherever I am. She kissed me on the nose. Or where you are, puppy. The center of my earth is you". The goldfinch Donna Tartt 4441 English edition

Sunday, November 21, 2010

Lyrics of Arcade Fire-Wake Up.


Letra y Traducción - Arcade Fire - Wake Up (Funeral, 2004)
Arcade Fire - Wake Up
Somethin' filled up
My heart with nothin',
Someone told me not to cry

But now that I'm older
My heart's colder
And I can see that it's a lie

Children wake up
Hold your mistake up
Before they turn the summer into dust

If the children don't grow up
Our bodies get bigger
But our hearts get torn up
We're just a million little gods
Causin' rain storms
Turnin' every good thing to rust

I guess we'll just have to adjust

With my lightning bolts a glowing
I can see where I am going to be
when the reaper he reaches and touches my hand.

With my lightning bolts a glowing
I can see where I am going
With my lightning bolts a glowing
I can see where I am, go-go, where I am

You'd better look out below
Algo llenó
Mi corzaón con nada
Alguien me dijo que no llorara

Pero ahora que soy mayor
Mi corazón es más frío
Y puedo ver que es mentira

Niños levantaos
Aguantad vuestro error
Antes que conviertan el verano en polvo

Si los niños no crecen
Nuestros cuerpos se hacen más grandes
Pero nuestros corazones se desgarran
Somos sólo un millón de pequeños dioses
Provocando tormentas de lluvia
Oxidando todas las cosas buenas

Supongo que tendremos que adaptarnos

Con mis relámpagos un resplandor
Puedo ver donde voy a estar
Cuando el cosechador (la muerte) alcance y toque mi mano

Con mis relámpagos un resplandor
Puedo ver donde voy
Con mis relámpagos un resplandor
Puedo ver donde estoy, ir-ir*, donde estoy

Mejor mira debajo

1 comment:

  1. From my friend Juan Sisinio. Thanks a lot, as always.
    Kisses.

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