Soñado o pensado ... ni idea. El caso es que empezar a leer la prensa y cada vez más palabras empiezan con P.
Y no lo digo por periódicos como LA PACETA o LA PAZÓN. ;-)
El contenido de las noticias se está volviendo tan predecible ... que Pana Potella no sería un nombre tan raro. El Teatro Fernando Fernán Gómez se llamará en el futuro Piernando Piedra Pómez que es un nombre más castizo y menos rojeras. No sé, debo haberlo soñado ...
Dreamt I was back with pirates and cats in my Sommerville
The girl in the alphabet shirt covered in dirt lives on the hill
Well, my sweet Josephine,
are you still racing stray dogs across the old stream?
My neighborhood queen
Are you still kissing cowboys that cry, Josephine?
She stole my grandmother's watch,
A treasure to touch, to keep time to herself
Her mind, was a very big house
We got lost there for hours until August fell
Well, my sweet Josephine
Are you still racing stray dogs across the old stream?
My neighborhood queen
Are you still kissing cowboys that cry, Josephine?
You say you're alright, but Josie it's time
You gotta get your feet on the ground
But she says: "No, don't you see we have wings?
It's the funniest thing, it's just that no one knows"
No one knows... Sweet Josephine
Well, my sweet Josephine
Are you still racing stray dogs across the old stream?
My neighborhood queen
Are you still kissing cowboys that cry, Josephine?
My neighborhood queen
Are you still kissing cowboys that cry, Josephine?
The girl in the alphabet shirt covered in dirt lives on the hill
Well, my sweet Josephine,
are you still racing stray dogs across the old stream?
My neighborhood queen
Are you still kissing cowboys that cry, Josephine?
She stole my grandmother's watch,
A treasure to touch, to keep time to herself
Her mind, was a very big house
We got lost there for hours until August fell
Well, my sweet Josephine
Are you still racing stray dogs across the old stream?
My neighborhood queen
Are you still kissing cowboys that cry, Josephine?
You say you're alright, but Josie it's time
You gotta get your feet on the ground
But she says: "No, don't you see we have wings?
It's the funniest thing, it's just that no one knows"
No one knows... Sweet Josephine
Well, my sweet Josephine
Are you still racing stray dogs across the old stream?
My neighborhood queen
Are you still kissing cowboys that cry, Josephine?
My neighborhood queen
Are you still kissing cowboys that cry, Josephine?
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