tramposo y con suerte

Que mejor manera de desconectar de los exámenes y del mundo en general que pasear por una calle sin tener que reparar en los coches, lástima, no había semáforos en una ciudad en la que (sin tener que poner ojitos) te regalan piruletas.

Tengo que decir que me timaron, xD. Tanta música en el mp4 y sólo sonaba estopa, que parece que ya estamos pensando en el próximo disco, jajaja.

Pero bueno, las trampas deben de estar a la orden del día. :)

Un canción que faltó en este perfecto fin de semana, y que amenizaría las tardes de césped, tirados al sol y con el alcázar de fondo.

Bob Dylan, con el temazo Like a rolling stone.







Once upon a time you dressed so fine
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didnt you?
Peopled call, say beware doll, youre bound to fall
You thought they were all kiddin you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin out
Now you dont talk so loud
Now you dont seem so proud
About having to be scrounging for your next meal


How does it feel
How does it feel
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

Youve gone to the finest school all right, miss lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
And now you find out youre gonna have to get used to it
You said youd never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
Hes not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And ask him do you want to make a deal?

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone



You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns
When they all come down and did tricks for you
You never understood that it aint no good
You shouldnt let other people get your kicks for you
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a siamese cat
Aint it hard when you discover that
He really wasnt where its at
After he took from you everything he could steal
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
Theyre drinkin, thinkin that they got it made
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things
But youd better lift your diamond ring, youd better pawn it babe
You used to be so amused
At napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, you cant refuse
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
Youre invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?


Para terminar, una de las fotos que más me gusta, en los jardines de la Granja de San Ildefonso: "el estanque."

Comentarios

  1. primer!!!

    Qué buena pareja hacéis!!! Se os ve tan monos...
    A mi estas cosas me ponen tontorron... voy a llamar a Daniela!!


    Ciao!!

    ResponderEliminar
  2. oooooohhhh, que bonito...
    Me alegro de que os lo hayais pasado bien en el finde :)

    ResponderEliminar
  3. fue un puntazo cuando fer intentaba "drogar" a una niña con regalices y la niña se negaba, jajaja.

    ResponderEliminar
  4. jaja pobre niña no?? fer..q no es bueno iniciarles en esos vicios tan pronto!! aunque pensandolo bien...sus dientes todavía son de leche no?? jajajaja se lo pueden permitir xD

    ResponderEliminar
  5. feeeeeeer menudas fotos!! k pasada... jo k envidia!! pero weno este finde a la casa RURAL! yujuuuu ^^ y a ver para cuando la proxima fiesta delta!

    ResponderEliminar
  6. Que bonita es Segovia.... anda que no me trae recuerdos.... en fin...

    Deja de maltratar niñaso te tendre que empezar a llamar MJ (Michael Jackson

    ResponderEliminar
  7. pobres niños... huid de el gummyMan!
    que monos... y que envidia dais! A mi me recuerda a los cursos de verano y la Granja,y esto al verano y las vacaciones... joooo.....

    ResponderEliminar

Publicar un comentario

¿y tu qué opinas?

Entradas populares