El otro dia paseando por Gijón estaban tocando esta canción al violín, así que dije que la subiría al blog. La mayoría de la gente conocemos esta versión que Elvis Costello hizo para la película Notting Hill, pero en realidad fue compuesta por Charles Aznavour para una serie británica. Espero que os guste y FELIZ SEMANA.
She may be the face I can't forget
The trace of pleasure or regret
May be my treasure or the price I have to pay
She may be the song that summer sings
Maybe the chill that autumn brings
Maybe a hundred different things
Within the measure of a day
The trace of pleasure or regret
May be my treasure or the price I have to pay
She may be the song that summer sings
Maybe the chill that autumn brings
Maybe a hundred different things
Within the measure of a day
She may be the beauty or the beast
May be the famine or the feast
May turn each day into a Heaven or a Hell
She may be the mirror of my dreams
A smile reflected in a stream
She may not be what she may seem
Inside her shell
May be the famine or the feast
May turn each day into a Heaven or a Hell
She may be the mirror of my dreams
A smile reflected in a stream
She may not be what she may seem
Inside her shell
She, who always seems so happy in a crowd
Whose eyes can be so private and so proud
No one's allowed to see them when they cry
She may be the love that cannot hope to last
May come to me from shadows in the past
That I remember 'till the day I die
Whose eyes can be so private and so proud
No one's allowed to see them when they cry
She may be the love that cannot hope to last
May come to me from shadows in the past
That I remember 'till the day I die
She maybe the reason I survive
The why and wherefore I'm alive
The one I'll care for through the rough in many years
The why and wherefore I'm alive
The one I'll care for through the rough in many years
Me, I'll take her laughter her tears
And make them all my souvenirs
And where she goes I've got to be
The meaning of my life is
She, she
Oh, she
And make them all my souvenirs
And where she goes I've got to be
The meaning of my life is
She, she
Oh, she
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