miércoles, octubre 27, 2004

Ladran, Sancho...

Cabalgamos, pero ya no lucharemos con molinos de viento.

Esto ha dado un vuelco rotundo y radical. Nada de lo planeado, o lo deseado? Pero bueno, el tiempo dirá si ha sido lo correcto.

Ahora solo tengo que quitarme esta canción de la cabeza

Mama, take this badge off of me...
I can't use it anymore...
It's getting dark, too dark to see...
Feel I'm knocking on heaven's door...
Knock..knock..knocking on heaven's door...
Knock..knock..knocking on heaven's door...
Knock..knock..knocking on heaven's door...

Mama put my guns in the ground...
I can't shoot them anymore...
That long black cloud is coming down...
I feel I'm knocking on heaven's door...
Knock..knock..knocking on heaven's door...
Knock..knock..knocking on heaven's door...
Knock..knock..knocking on heaven's door...

Baby stay right here with me...
'Cause I can't see you anymore...
This ain't the way it's supposed to be...
I feel I'm knocking on heaven's door...
Knock..knock..knocking on heaven's door...
Knock..knock..knocking on heaven's door...
Knock..knock..knocking on heaven's door...

Son won't you remember me?...
I can't be with you anymore...
A lawman's life is never free...
I feel I'm knocking on heaven's door...
Knock..knock..knocking on heaven's door...
Knock..knock..knocking on heaven's door...
Knock..knock..knocking on heaven's door...

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