U2 no me mola mucho, pero han hecho algunas canciones tremendas. Esta es una de ellas.
I can’t live with or without you…
See the stone set in your eyes
See the thorn twist in your side.
I wait for you.
Sleight of hand and twist of fate
On a bed of nails she makes me wait
And I wait without you
With or without you
With or without you.
Through the storm, we reach the shore
You gave it all but I want more
And I’m waiting for you
With or without you
With or without you.
I can’t live with or without you.
And you give yourself away
And you give yourself away
And you give, and you give
And you give yourself away.
My hands are tied, my body bruised
She got me with nothing to win
And nothing left to lose.
And you give yourself away
And you give yourself away
And you give, and you give
And you give yourself away.
With or without you
With or without you
I can’t live
With or without you.
With or without you
With or without you
I can’t live
With or without you
With or without you.
I can’t live with or without you…
See the stone set in your eyes
See the thorn twist in your side.
I wait for you.
Sleight of hand and twist of fate
On a bed of nails she makes me wait
And I wait without you
With or without you
With or without you.
Through the storm, we reach the shore
You gave it all but I want more
And I’m waiting for you
With or without you
With or without you.
I can’t live with or without you.
And you give yourself away
And you give yourself away
And you give, and you give
And you give yourself away.
My hands are tied, my body bruised
She got me with nothing to win
And nothing left to lose.
And you give yourself away
And you give yourself away
And you give, and you give
And you give yourself away.
With or without you
With or without you
I can’t live
With or without you.
With or without you
With or without you
I can’t live
With or without you
With or without you.
1 comentario:
Hay canciones que marcan la época en la que vives, y esta fue una de ellas. Cada acorde, cada estrofa, cada verso de esta canción hace que pueda sentir, saborear y oler aquellos días que por otra parte ya están lejanos.
Yo he tenido la suerte de ir a un par de conciertos de U2 y son la caña. Repetire cuando vuelvan de eso estoy seguro!
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