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Horacio hizo unas adaptaciones a la letra de esta cancion de Nickelback y el queria compartirlas con ustedes
Horacio made some adjustments to the lyrics of this song from Nickelback and he wanted to share with you.
Look at this photograph
Everytime I do it makes me laugh
How did our eyes get so red
And what the hell is on Lacho's head
And this is where I grew up
I think the present trainees fixed it up
I never knew we'd ever went without
The ninth floor is hard for sneaking out
And this is where I went to school
Most of the time had better things to do
Osic's record says
I broke in twice
I must have done it half a dozen times
I wonder if it's too late
Should i go back and try to graduate
Life's better now than it was back then
If I was them I wouldn't let me in
Oh, oh, ohOh, god, I
Every memory of looking out the back door
I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye.
Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye.
Remember the karaoke room
Blew every yen that we ever made
The OSIC hated us hangin' out
They say somebody went and burned it down
We used to listen to the radio
And sing along with every song we know
We said someday we'd find out how it feels
To sing to more than just the steering wheel
Kim's the first girl I kissed
I was so nervous that I nearly missed
She's had a couple of kids since then
I haven't seen her since god knows when
Oh, oh, ohOh, god, I
Every memory of looking out the back door
I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye.
Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye.
I miss that town
I miss the faces
You can't erase
You can't replace it
I miss it now
I can't believe it
So hard to stay
Too hard to leave it
If I could I relive those days
I know the one thing that would never change
Every memory of looking out the back door
I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye.
Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye.
Look at this photograph
Everytime I do it makes me laugh
Everytime I do it makes me...
viernes, 3 de abril de 2009
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Great lyric, it matches well with our case. By the way, I still keep many pics with Diego's red eyes. Memories pours in my mind when listening to the song. Many thanks to Horacio and Diego.
ResponderEliminarWhich red eyes? I wanted those pics
ResponderEliminarthanx Juana
muy muy buena adaptacion de la cancion...me too i want that pictures...all of you are in my memories...every day every step
ResponderEliminarEste Horacio es un genio! Gracias a los dos, niños... Está estupenda!
ResponderEliminarPerdonadme, estoy muy ausente, pero en la Semana Santa, ya se sabe... He colgado algunas fotos de la hermandad de mi barrio, en mi sitio, por si queréis ver un poco de la Semana Santa de Sevilla. No puedo conectarme mucho más, esta semana. Besos y abrazos!