every little thing...

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" Every Little Thing " . . .

Cada Pequeña Cosa . . .

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introducción.

"Amapola...
Amapola
Del '69...
la "esencia"...
está . . .
"se encuentra"...
en cada pequeña cosa...
de nuestras vidas..."
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el Beat.
...desde algún rincón...
...oculto...
...del bosque...
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...donde se refugian...
...los sueños...
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Dedicado...

A uno...
de los mejores
músicos...
de
éste Planeta...

Stephen Lawrence Winwood...
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Más Conocido...
Como...
"Stevie...
Winwood..."
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nacido...
un 12 de mayo...
pero
del año 1948...
en Great Barr...
Birmingham...
Gran Bretaña...
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Música Destacada:

" The Finer Things " . . .

Algo Así...

Como...

"Las Cosas Más Finas"...

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De: Steve Winwood.

Por...
...Steve Winwood . . .

en Vívo!!!

Letra Original:

While there is time
Let's go out and feel everything
If you hold me
I will let you into my dream
For time is a river rolling into nowhere
We must live while we can
And we'll drink our cup of laughter

The finer things keep shining through
The way my soul gets lost in you
The finer things I feel in m
The golden dance life could be

Oh, I've been sad
And h^Aave walked bitter streets alone
And come morning
There's a good wind to blow me home
So time is a river rolling into nowhere
I will live while I can
I will have my ever after

The finer things keep shining through
The way my soul gets lost in you
The finer things I feel in me
The golden dance life could be

We go so fast, why don't we make it last
Life is glowing inside you and me
Please take my hand, here where I stand
Won't you come out and dance with me
Come see, with me, come see

And lovers try
'Til they get the best of the night
And come morning
They are tangled up in the light
So time be a river rolling into nowhere
They love while they can
And they think about the night so sweet

The finer things keep shining through
The way my soul gets lost in you
The finer things I feel in me
The golden dance life could be



Música Destacada:
"Back in the High Life Again" . . .

Algo Así...
Como...
"Otra Vez...
De Vuelta...
A la Buena Vida"...
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De: Steve Winwood.

Por...

"Steve Winwood"...
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Letra Original:

It used to seem to me
That my life ran on too fast
And I had to take it slowly
Just to make the good parts last
But when you're born to run
It's so hard to just slow down
So don't be surprised to see me
Back in that bright part of town

I'll be back in the high life again
All the doors I closed one time will open up again
I'll be back in the high life again
All the eyes that watched me once will smile and take me in
And I'll drink and dance with one hand free
Let the world back into me
And on I'll be a sight to see
Back in the high life again

You used to be the best
To make life be life to me
And I hope that you're still out there
And you're like you used to be
We'll have ourselves a time
And we'll dance 'til the morning sun
And we'll let the good times come in
And we won't stop 'til we're done

We'll be back in the high life again
All the doors I closed one time will open up again
We'll be back in the high life again
All the eyes that watched us once will smile and take us in
And we'll drink and dance with one hand free
And have the world so easily
And oh we'll be a sight to see
Back in the high life again