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miércoles, 16 de febrero de 2011

Fly me to the moon (Bart Howard 1954)



Fly me to the moon
Let me play among those stars
Let me see what spring is like
On jupiter and mars

In other words, hold my hand
In other words, baby kiss me

Fill my heart with song
And let me sing for ever more
You are all I long for
All I worship and adore

In other words, please be true
In other words, I love you


Llévame a la luna
Déjame jugar entre esas estrellas
Déjame ver como es la primavera
En Júpiter y Marte

En otras palabras, toma mi mano
En otras palabras, nena bésame

Llena mi corazón con una canción
Déjame cantar eternamente
Eres todo lo que anhelo
Todo lo que idolatro y adoro

En otras palabras, por favor se sincera
En otras palabras, Te amo.


jueves, 8 de julio de 2010

Insensatez


How insensitive
I must have seemed
When he told me that he loved me
How unmoved and cold
I must have seemed
When he told me so sincerely

Why he must have asked
Did I just turn and stare in icy silence
What was I to say
What can you say
When a love affair is over

Now he's gone away
And I'm alone
With a memory of his last look
Vague and drawn and sad
I see it still
All his heartbreak in his last look
Why, he must have asked,
Could I just turn and stare in icy silence
What was I to do
What can one do
When a love affair is over