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Fairytale Of London

publicado el 20-12-2009 por Linus

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Photo Olivier Zahm

Hace poco que mencionaron en los comments la lista de las canciones mas

tristes de navidad,  pense en esta.

La conoci un diciembre en un pais muy al norte del hemisferio,

con muy pocas horas de luz, un frio que no te dejaba salir de la casa

y mi ex-novia de ese momento que estaba de visita.

Pogues — Fairytale Of New York Download

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It was christmas eve babe

In the drunk tank

An old man said to me: won’t see another one

And then they sang a song

The rare old mountain dew

I turned my face away and dreamed about you

Got on a lucky one

Came in eighteen to one

I´ve got a feeling

This year´s for me and you

So happy christmas

I love you baby

I can see a better time

Where all our dreams come true.

They got cars big as bars

They got rivers of gold

But the wind goes right through you

It´s no place for the old

When you first took my hand on a cold christmas eve

You promised me broadway was waiting for me

You were handsome you were pretty

Queen of new york city when the band finished playing they yelled out for more

Sinatra was swinging all the drunks they were singing

We kissed on a corner

Then danced through the night.

And the boys from the NYPD choir were singing Galway Bay

And the bells were ringing out for christmas day.

You´re a bum you´re a punk

You´re an old slut on junk

Lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed

You scumbag you maggot

You cheap lousy faggot

Happy christmas your arse I pray god it´s our last.

And the boys of the NYPD choir’s still singing Galway Bay

And the bells were ringing out

For christmas day.

I could have been someone

Well so could anyone

You took my dreams from me

When I first found you

I kept them with me babe

I put them with my own

Can´t make it out alone

I´ve built my dreams around you

And the boys of the NYPD choir’s still singing Galway Bay

And the bells are ringing out

For christmas day.

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