Aquí les dejo esta preciosa canción del nuevo álbum de la lindísima Norah Jones. Compren el disco, se llama Not too late y es muy bueno y muy dulce, se deja escuchar suavemente, como un arrullo. Esta rola es de las mejores del disco y letra es muy bonita también:
Broken
He’s got a broken voice and a twisted smile,
Guess he’s been that way for quite a while,
Got blood on his shoes and mud on his brim,
Did he do it to himself or was it done to him?
People think he don’t look well,
But all he needs from what I can tell,
Is someone to help wash away all the paint,
From his purple hands before it gets too late.
I saw him stand alone … under a broke street light,
So sincere … singing silent night,
But the trees were full … and the grass was green,
It was the sweetest thing I had ever seen.
He may move slow,
But that doesn’t mean he’s going nowhere,
He may be moving slow,
But that doesn’t mean he’s going nowhere.
En la semana subiré el post de la canción 22. Hoy de plano no estaba muy inspirado y necesito salir al cine o algún lado. Voy a ver apocalypto y les digo que me pareció.
