Post (6-5-08)

Ya lo hice, hablé con ella y todo se acabó

O quizás empiezo

Por eso pongo una canción que hable por mí... a modo de despedida y cierre



If I were a carpenter, and you were a lady
Would you marry me anyway? would you have my baby?
If a tinker were my trade, would you still find me
Carrying the pots I made, following behind me?
Save my love through loneliness, save my love through sorrow
I give you my only-ness, give me your tomorrow

If I were a miller, with a mill wheel grinding
Would you miss your colour box, and your soft shoes shining
If I worked my hands in wood, would you still love me?
Answer me, babe: "yes I would, I'd put you above me"
Save my love through loneliness, save my love through sorrow
I give you my only-ness, come give me your tomorrow

If I were a carpenter, and you were a lady
Would you marry me anyway? would you have my baby?
If I were a miller, with a mill wheel grinding
Would you miss your colour box, and your soft shoes shining
Save my love through loneliness, save my love through sorrow
I give you my only-ness, come give me your tomorrow

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Besos!