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Estimada Verduga:
If you want to be afraid, just be afraid
If you want to go back home, just go back home
If you want to comb your hair, just comb your hair
If you want to be alone, just be alone
If you want to watch the sea, just watch the sea
But do it now, timing is the answer...
Do it now, timing is the answer to success
If you want to give a kiss, just give a kiss
If you want to fall in love, just fall in love
If you want to never know, just never know
If you want to throw a fit, just throw a fit
If you want to give a show, just give a show
But do it now, timing is the answer... to success.. I guess
I suppose, I suppose
Reina del mundo. Así me sentí en la cima...
desde donde podía observar a la ciudad.
Así me hicieron sentir tus brazos recorriendo mi cintura.
Así me quise sentir por haber llegado hasta allá.
Nada faltaba, todo estaba de más.
La ligera llovizna no logró sucumbir mi felicidad.
Y en ese momento yo sabía… yo esperaba… yo quería...
En el fondo yo quería…
Quería mostrarle mis caminos curvos a las yemas de tus dedos,
quería –alocada- revelar mi cuerpo ante tu mirada lujuriosa,
quería sentirme loba apasionada entre las cálidas sábanas de tu cama.
Y si… yo sé que era un sueño…
Lo repetiste dos veces dulcemente a mi oído.
Y si... yo sé que era un sueño…
El sueño más perfecto que he tenido hasta ahora.
Y ahora cierro mis ojos y rezo…
y no sé a que le rezo… y no entiendo a qué le rezo.
Talvez le rezo a los instantes en los que me hiciste sentir deseada,
para que no se desvanezcan con el tiempo.
Para que cada vez que yo cierre mis ojos, pueda recordar ese momento.
Gitana… solo quiero que me llamen gitana…
Nómada, mística, libre y de nadie…
De nadie… Porque así lo quiero.
Once upon a time, not so long ago…
Tommy used to work on the docks, Union's been on strike
He's down on his luck... it's tough, so tough
Gina works the diner all day, working for her man,
she brings home her pay for love… for love
She says: We've got to hold on to what we've got'
Cause it doesn't make a difference if we make it or not
We've got each other and that's a lot for love... we'll give it a shot
We're half way there… Livin' on a prayer
Take my hand and we'll make it, I swear. Livin' on a prayer
Tommy got his six string in hock, now he's holding in what he used
To make it talk… so tough, it's tough
Gina dreams of running away, when she cries in the night
Tommy whispers: Baby it's okay, someday
We've got to hold on to what we've got'
Cause it doesn't make a difference if we make it or not
We've got each other and that's a lot for love... we'll give it a shot
We're half way there… Livin' on a prayer.
Take my hand and we'll make it. I swear. Livin' on a prayer
We've got to hold on ready or not
You live for the fight when it's all that you've got
Bon Jovi