28 noviembre 2008

Tonight



"Tonight is what it means to be young" - Fire Inc.
(Streets of Fire Soundtrack)


I've got a dream 'bout an angel on the beach
And the perfect waves are starting to come
His hair is flying out in ribbons of gold
And his touch has got the power to stun

I've got a dream 'bout an angel in the forest
Enchanted by the edge of a lake
His body's flowing in the jewels of light
And the earth below is starting to shake

But I don't see any angels in the city
I don't hear any holy choirs sing
And if I can't get an angel
I can still get a boy
And a boy'd be the next best thing
The next best thing to an angel
A boy'd be the next best thing

I've got a dream 'bout a boy in a castle
And he's dancing like a cat on the stairs
He's got the fire of a prince in his eyes
And the thunder of a drum in his ears

I've got a dream 'bout a boy on a star
Lookin' down upon the rim of the world
He's there all alone and dreamin' of someone like me
I'm not an angel but at least I'm a girl

I've got a dream when the darkness is over
We'll be lyin' in the rays of the sun
But it's only a dream and tonight is for real
You'll never know what it means

But you'll know how it feels
It's gonna be over (over)
Before you know it's begun
(Before you know it's begun)

It's all we really got tonight
Stop your cryin' hold on (tonight)
Before you know it it's gone (tonight)
Tonight is what it means to be young
Tonight is what it means to be young

Let the rebels begin
Let the fire be started
We're dancing for the restless and the broken-hearted
Let the rebels begin
Let the fire be started
We're dancing for the desperate and the broken-hearted

Let the rebels begin (Tonight is what it means to be young)
Let the fire be started (Before you know it it's gone)
We're dancing for the restless and the broken-hearted
Let the rebels begin
Let the fire be started
We're dancing for the desperate and the broken-hearted

Say a prayer in the darkness for the magic to come
No matter what it seams
Tonight is what it means to be young
Before you know it it's gone
Tonight is what it means to be young
Before you know it it's gone

I've got a dream when the darkness is over
We'll be lyin' in the rays of the sun
But it's only a dream and tonight is for real
You'll never know what it means
But you'll know how it feels
It's gonna be over (over)
Before you know it's begun

It's all we really got tonight
Stop your cryin' hold on (tonight)
Before you know it it's gone (tonight)
Tonight is what it means to be young
Tonight is what it means to be young

The things they say
And then the things they do
Nothin's gonna stop us if our aim is true

The things they say
And then the things they do
Nothing's gonna stop us if our aim is true

The things they say
And then the things they do
Nothin's gonna stop us if our aim is true
Tonight is what it means to be young

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Hoy me costaba cumplir con eso de los viernes de videos musicales.

No estoy en uno de mis mejores momentos. Tengo un constipado de miedo que me ha tenido jodida desde el domingo pasado: garganta y nariz al mismo tiempo. Inclusive no pude ni siquiera llamar a una de mis amigas más queridas para felicitarla por su cumpleaños. Y apenas tengo ánimos para cumplir con Happy Demon y su horario escolar.

No, no estoy animada. Tengo otros problemas que no me dejan en paz la cabeza de tanto que les doy vueltas y vueltas. Todos los días estoy tomando pastillas para mantener a raya esos dolores tremendos de cabeza que ya con demasiada frecuencia me atacan.

Vamos, que estoy hecha polvo. Ah, además, agregremos otra "maravillosa" noticia: mi portátil (lap top) está mostrando señales de avería. Así que, muy poco puedo estar conectada, que a pesar de tener el otro ordenador, no tengo casi nada de mis cosas porque mi marido y yo habíamos decidido que yo me quedara con el portátil y él con la pc. Jódete, querida, que casi todas tus cosas están en el aparatejo que empieza a ponerse rejego y que a pesar de haber hecho varios backup, hace más de un año que me lo había auto-recordado :p

En fin...

Trataré de escuchar por enésima vez esta canción que hoy comparto con ustedes y cuya letra siempre me ha estrujado las fibras desde que la escuché por primera vez en su estreno, allá por 1984.

5 comentarios:

Asilo Arkham dijo...

!Oh, Mac, los años ochenta! En aquella época -en especial su primera mitad- se respiraba la vida.

Eli dijo...

Hola, Mac.

He esperado unos días para escribirte porque me pareció que tu entrada era tan personal y estabas tan triste que quiza no te apeteciera ver a nadie.

Espero que esos problemas y el catarro hayan pasado ya.

En cualquier caso, un beso.

Bruja Blanca dijo...

Muchos ánimos, Mac. Y un beso muy muy fuerte.

BB

Korkuss dijo...

Un saludote amiga!

MacVamp dijo...

Gracias mil, queridos míos.

;-)