Avui toca cantar!

Avui no toca  cap traducció. Avui toca  cantar…

 

De fet, quan m´he aixecat  pel matí amb una bata i unes sabatilles moníssimes , les dues de vaquetes (per circumstàncies  que no cal explicar aquí),   m´he dit: Bagué, mira que estàs bé!

 

No parlava ni d´Adonis ni d´Apolo(  ho podria haver fet però el mirall s´ha descollonat de  riure i he dessistit)

 

Parlava d´una sensació  de tenir totes les coses al seu lloc, de no tenir que anar darrera de  res ni de ningú. Estant de puta mare quan estàs sol i estant immillorablement bé quan  estic acompanyat de la gent que estimo, d´una o altra manera.

 

I m´ha vingut al cap  aquesta  cançó del grandíssim Josh Rouse a qui  ja he vist en directe un parell de  vegades i a qui us recomano a  ulls clucs.

 

Escolteu-la i si voleu canteu-la amb mi ¡!!.Ja veureu com us deixa un bon rotllo  en el cos ….

 

I sobretot penseu que , en el fons, si  feu el que sentiu i si el que sentiu no té  barreres, no dependreu de res ni de ningú per ser qui sou

 

Petons per elles i encaixades per ells. Bon cap de setmana!

 

 

 

Can you guess how much one man can sit and drink in one night?
But don't look so surprised
Because this is a world where no one feels sorry for you, man
In my drunken state I claim that

I'm giving it up for good
Gotta tell you dear, that was a bad time
I was on the ground crawling on all fours

Woke up the next day and I didn't feel so good
I don't know why I do this to myself
Pack up the car and put me in a hospital bed
Because I need some help to change

And I'm giving it up for good
Gotta tell you dear, that was a bad time
I was on the ground crawling on all fours

Yeah I'm giving it up for good
Gotta tell you dear, I got a bad time
But I'll be coming around knocking on your door

There were far too many lies
I was way out of line
This silly little boy, such a shame
I hope you're happy about the way that things worked out for me
Cause I feel better now, yeah I'm much happier now
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeaaah

There were far too many lies
I was way out of line
This silly little boy, such a shame
And I hope you're happy about the way that things worked out for me
Cause I feel better now, yeah I'm much happier now

And I'm giving it up for good
Gotta tell you dear, that was a bad time
I was on the ground crawling on all fours

Yeah I'm giving it up for good
Gotta tell you dear, I got a bad time
But I'll be coming around knocking on your door
I'll be coming around knocking on your door
I'll be coming around crawling on all fours