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En el mundo habrá un lugar
Para cada despertar
Un jardin de pan y de poesia

Porque puestos a soñar
Fácil es imaginar
Esta humanidad en armonia

Vibra mi mente al pensar
En la...

Tomorrow is the one day I would change for a Monday
With freezing rains melting and no trains running
And sad eyes passing in windows flimsy
And my seat rocking from legs not quite matching, ...

Yes, and she's bad-eyed and she's loveless
A young man's fancy and an old man's dream.
I'm self raising and I flower in her company.
Give me no sugar without her cream.

She's a warm fart at...

Through long December nights we talked in words of rain and snow
While you, through chattering teeth, reply and curse us as you go.
Why not spare a thought, this day, for those who have no flame...

I see a dark sail on the horizon
Set under a black cloud that hides ths sun.
Bring me my broadsword and clear understanding.
Bring me my cross of gold as a talisman.
Get up to the round house on...

Fallen on hard times, but it feels good to know
That milk and honey's just round the bend.
Running on bad lines, we'd better run as we go.
Tear up, tear up the overdraft again.

Oh, dear...

We travellers on the endless wastes in single orbit, gliding
Cold-eyed march towards the dawn, behind hard-weather hoods a-hiding.
Meeting as the tall ships do, passing in the channel
Afraid to...

From early days of infancy, through trembling years of youth,
Long murky middle-age and final hours long in the tooth.
He's the hundred names of terror, creature you love the least.
Picture his...

The disc brakes drag,
The chequered flag sweeps across the oil-slick track.
The young man's home, dry as a bone.
His helmet off, he waves, the crowd waves back.
One lap victory roll. Gladiator...

Half of us are in the apple;
Half of us are in the pie.
All of us are in the pudding
When the last bus has gone by.
Someone has to take the high road.
Someone has to make the bed.
No-one has...

Bright city woman,
Walking down Leicester Square every day.
Gonna get a piece of my mind.
You think you're not a piece of my kind.
Everywhere the people looking
Why don't you get up and sing?...

Well the dawn was coming;
Heard him ringing on my bell.
He said: "My name's the teacher;
Oh, that is what I call myself .
And I have a lesson that I must impart to you.
It's an old expression,...

Well the dawn was coming;
Heard him ringing on my bell.
He said: "My name's the teacher;
Oh, that is what I call myself .
And I have a lesson that I must impart to you.
It's an old expression,...

Nobody sees her here, her eyes are slowly closing.
If she should want some peace she sits there without moving
And puts a pillow over the phone.
And if she feels like dancing no-one will know it....

All the places I've been make it hard to begin
To enjoy life again on the iniside;
But I mean to.
Take a walk around the block
And be glad that I got
Me sometimes to be in from the outside
And...

The old rocker wore his hair too long,
Wore his trouser cuffs too tight.
Unfashionable to the end, drank his ale too light.
Death's head belt buckle yesterday dreams,
The transport caf' prophet...

Hello, you straight-laced lady,
Dressed in white but your shoes aren't clean
Painted them up with polish
In the hope we can't see where you've been.
The smiling face that you've worn
To greet...

Walking on velvet green. Scots pine growing.
Isn't it rare to be taking the air, sinning
Walking on velvet green.

Walking on velvet green. Distant cows lowing.
Never a care, with your legs...

Singing all day, singing 'bout nothing.
Singing all day, singing 'bout nothing.
Singing all day, singing 'bout nothing.
Ooh, my, my, my. Ooh, my, my, my.

Went down to the station to look for...

I remember when we had a lot of things to do,
Impressed by all the words we read
And the heroes that we knew.
Climb on to a dream, a dream of our own making,
To find a place that we could later...

Flying so high, trying to remember
How many cigarettes did I bring along?
When I get down, I'll jump in a taxi cab,
Driving through London town to cry you a song.

It's been a long time, still...

Watery eyes of the last sighing seconds,
Blue reflections mute and dim
Beckon tearful child of wonder to
Repentance of the sin.
And the blind and lusty lovers of the great
Eternal lie
Go on...

Oh I feel sympathy. Be grateful, My Son
for what you get.
Expression and passion.
Two days for watching the sunset.
When I was your age, amusement,
We made for ourselves.
Permission to...

So everybody's pulling you in all direction
You don't know how much longer to take it
So you've learned how to fake it
The smile on the outside's fading fast
Like the things that you thought...

Everyday there's someone asking,
What is there to do?
Should I love or should I fight:
Is it all the same to you?
No, I say, I have the answer proven to
Be true.

But if I were to share it...