Wednesday, November 29, 2006

Algo que aprendí

Do you still sing of the mountain bed we made of limbs and leaves:
Do you still sigh there near the sky where the holly berry bleeds:
You laughed as I covered you over with leaves, face, breast, hips and thighs.
You smiled when I said the leaves were just the color of your eyes.

There in the shade and hid from the sun we freed our minds and learned.
Our greatest reason for being here, our bodies moved and burned
There on our mountain bed of leaves we learned life’s reason why
The People laugh and love and dream, they fight, they hate to die.

Woody Guthrie - Remember The Mountain Bed


Anonymous said...

Y no es precioso el resto del poema (que no es simplemente una canción). Me alegro de que te guste... A mí también me encanta esta canción...

N@n@ said...

Pero pon algo de nuestro maravilloso puente en alemania!!!! besitos