miércoles, 5 de noviembre de 2008

Favor, continuar la historia...

El marciano se asomó por la ventana y vio un cuaderno fucsia; era verde y cabezón (no el marciano sino el cuaderno... perdón, no el cuaderno sino el marciano), y de pronto

Esta se ha convertido en mi canción favorita

Summertime, and the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin' and the cotton is high
Oh! Your Daddy's rich and your Ma is good lookin'
So, hush little baby, don't you cry . . .

One of these mornin's you're gonna rise up singin'
Then you'll spread your wings, and you'll take to the sky
But 'till that mornin' there's a nothin' can harm you,
with Daddy and Mammy standin' by . . .

But 'till that mornin' there's a nothin' can harm you,
with Daddy and Mammy standin' by . . .