domingo, 19 de diciembre de 2010

It was all yellow.

Porque me encantaría pintar el mundo de otro color, de un color diferente, de una forma que me haga sentir genial, que haga producirme por dentro lo que nadie pueda tener en su interior, lo que la gente pueda ver en mi, en la forma de andar, de hablar, de todo en general. Ese color que haga ver las cosas de otra forma, de otra manera, que haga de mí ser la mejor persona que pueda estar encima de este gran planeta, de este gran mundo. Me gustaría, en resumen, pintar todo de amarillo, que tenga ese precioso brillo que te haga ver todo de manera especial, y sentirte en ese clímax, que poco a poco voy consiguiendo, que le falta ese pellizco de algo que no sé lo que es, pero que conseguiré buscándolo, hasta llegar hasta ese punto perfecto de la felicidad.

Look at the stars,
Look how they shine for you,
And everything you do,
Yeah, they were all yellow.

I came along,
I wrote a song for you,
And all the things you do,
And it was called "Yellow."

So then I took my turn,
Oh what a thing to've done,
And it was all yellow.

Your skin
Oh yeah, your skin and bones,
Turn into something beautiful,
And you know
You know I love you so,
You know I love you so.

I swam across,
I jumped across for you,
Oh what a thing to do.
Cuz you were all yellow,

I drew a line,
I drew a line for you,
Oh what a thing to do,
And it was all yellow.

Your skin,
Oh yeah your skin and bones,
Turn into something beautiful,
And you know,
For you I'd bleed myself dry,
For you I'd bleed myself dry.

It's true, look how they shine for you,
Look how they shine for you,
Look how they shine for...
Look how they shine for you,
Look how they shine for you,
Look how they shine...

Look at the stars,
Look how they shine for you,
And all the things that you do.




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