How sweet is to find a soundtrack for your feelings. This morning walking in the downtown of Rennes at ‘Republique’ station I heard a whisper, not for me… But I didn’t care and I steal it.
The lyrics of this beautiful song by Bebe a Spanish singer makes me think that my language is the most beautiful. Althought my interpretation is not the real, the feeling that stays it’s a strong nostalgia of an obsession that took your head and killed a part of you and when you remember what happened your body reproduces how it felt.
Bref. It’s a sensual lullaby.
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Y qué rica es “Bebe”… Se disfruta la letra, la guitarra y la voz, llena de sinceridad, de ésa sinceridad que hiere por que se equivoca. Es mejor cantar que callar, por que como dice la cancion “el silencio es la mas elocuente forma de mentir”.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cMY8dpqtX1Q&eurl
Abrazame para que yo piense alguna vez en ti.
Y en tu silencio habita el mio…