Viajo en un vuelo místico, quizá busque el principio de mi raza o me pierda entre la arcilla modelando mi corazón...
domingo, 23 de marzo de 2008
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Come away with me
Come away with me in the night
Come away with me
And I will write you a song
Come away with me on a bus
Come away where they can¡¦t tempt us
With their lies
I want to walk with you
On a cloudy day
In fields where the yellow grass grows knee-high
So won¡¦t you try to come
Come away with me and we¡¦ll kiss
On a mountaintop
Come away with me
And I¡¦ll never stop loving you
And I want to wake up with the rain
Falling on a tin roof
While I¡¦m safe there in your arms
So all I ask is for you
To come away with me in the night
Come away with me
Nora Jones
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