Queda poco para volar y desaparecer del dia a dia
Esta semana parece que cuesta y hay demasiados obstaculos
pero en breve apagare los motores y me dejare llevar por la corriente
asi nada podra detenerme
espero...

en unos dias fotos de cielos, vacas, mares y verde, mucho verde
de momento un anticipo con forma de cancion

huele a bostezo
pocos minutos para decir bona nit

muaks


The lights are on in Standun's and a spell has been broken
The roadside teahouse door is wide open
A sign on the wall says "American also spoken"
as spring comes to Spiddal

The village girls go walking by without their coats
The Irish gaelic college is alive again with folk
Farmers gather talking, freed from winter's yoke
as spring comes to Spiddal

A towerist with a telescope
and a funny looking German bloke
and a billy goat
all invoke
the summer soon to bloom...

On a soft and fresh Atlantic air a mist of pollen floats
On Galway Bay I spy a gaily painted fishing boat
There's a rustle around the boreens and a song on every throat
as spring comes to Spiddal

Waterboys "Sprin comes to Spiddal"


Suena ahora: Josh Rouse "Nice to fit in"