sábado, 25 de febrero de 2012

Night and Day - Cole Porter

ike the beat, beat, beat of the tom tom
when the jungle shadows fall
like the tick,tick, tock of the stately clock
as it stands against the wall
like the drip, drip drip of the rain drops
when the summer showers through
a voice within me keeps repeating 
you, you, you

Night and day you are the one
only you beneath the moon or under the sun
wheather near to me or far it's no matter darling
where you are
I think of you
day and night, night and day
why is it so that this longing for you 
follows where ever I go
in the roaring traffics boom, in the silence of my lonely room
I think of you
night and day, day and night
under the hyde of me , theres an oh such a hungry yearning burning
inside of me
and this torment wont be through
till you let me spend my life making love to you
day and night, night and day 


miércoles, 22 de febrero de 2012

Lliçons d'història (i de la Història)

"Espanya, en efecte, ha viscut un segle sota l'aparença d'un règim constitucional democràtic, sense que el poble hagi tingut, ni directament ni indirectament, cap participació en el govern".

                                      "Per la concòrdia". Francesc Cambó. Octubre de 1927.