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Aquí llega la luz del sol, hacía tiempo que no la veía de a poquito arrimarse a mi morada un día de la semana.
Para celebrarlo, un poco de lírica hippie, como siempre... y de mis favoritas:
Wake of the flood, laughing water, forty nine
Get out the pans, don't just stand there dreaming, get out the way
Get out the way
Here comes sunshine
Here comes sunshine
Line up a long shot, maybe try it two times, maybe more
Good to know you got shoes to wear, when you find the floor
Why hold out for more
Been down before, you just don't have to go no more
No more
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Winter rain, now tell me why
Summers fade and roses die
The answer came, the wind and rain
Golden hills now veiled in gray
Summer leaves have blown away
Now what remains, the wind and rain
And like a desert spring my lover comes and spreads her wings
(Knowing)
Like a song that's born to soar the sky
(Flowing)
Till the waters all are dry
(Growing)
The loving in her eyes
Circle songs and sands of time
And seasons will end in tumbled rhyme
And little change, the wind and rain
And like a desert spring my lover comes and spreads her wings
(Knowing)
Like a song that's born to soar the sky
(Flowing)
Till the rivers all are dry
(Growing)
The loving in her eyes
We'll see summer come again
Darkness fall and seasons change
(Gonna happen every time)
Same old friends the wind and rain
(We'll see summer by and by)
Winter gray and falling rain
(Summers fade and roses die)
We'll see summer come again
(Like a song that's born to soar the sky)
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