LONELY AND HAIRY

Two songs from "Life is fun"..,first about a country singer, second one words by Paco Rubio and music of mine....I hope you like them


25/02/1986 LONELY AND HAIRY A.BARO

Lonely and hairy over the sidewalk
play guitar and sing a blue sad song
with his broken voice and looking for
someone never finishes to come.

Music flows across the hot air
running across the streets of the town
trying for a minute , trying to send
a message to someone will never understand

Play your sad songs
sing your feelings
speak of that love
that was breaking your heart
and so it's reeling.

Lonely and hairy under the bridge
depth of water even into his bones
he doesn't sing how yesterday to peace
he doesn't think it remains too much love

Music

Play your sad songs
sing your feelings
speak of that love
that was breaking your heart
and so it's reeling.

Lonely and hairy over the sidewalk
play guitar and sing a blue sad song
with his broken voice and looking for
someone never finishes to come.

lay your sad songs
sing your feelings
speak of that love
that was breaking your heart
and so it's reeling.


Letra- 26/02/1980 (A GOLDEN CROWN) ON THE HEAD OF THE BUTTERFLY F.RUBIO
Música-25/02/1986 A.BARO


It has been a long time ago
since the world was to me a paradise
and this was because I found Love
something which nobody can describe
mixtury of fantasy and illusions
a new life was born to me oh
clarity, hope and submission.
That was me two and a half years ago

Two and a half years ago
a third of september I kissed so
she looked happy, I felt transported into a calm sea
inside which joy and happiness rested
my eyes suddenly dazzled
so that nothing material could I see
the soft waves of that lively main
could my ears only hear.

I believe in the utopian harmony
the first time my lips touched hers
I was not me, but them
my heart was blowing up inside her
yet they were smooth, caressing
like the penetrating marine breeze
I couldn't even feel a touch
but her lips and the squeeze

Two and a half years ago
a third of september I kissed so
she looked happy, I felt transported into a calm sea
inside which joy and happiness rested
my eyes suddenly dazzled
so that nothing material could I see
the soft waves of that lively main
could my ears only hear.

Yes, a calm sea indeed
an ebbing tide of fulfulling
an inner universe of unbound sensations
the only beats were feelings:
a damp and blue void
words had no place there
atoms of fine dust above
there was no ground, hey.

Two and a half years ago
a third of september I kissed so
she looked happy, I felt transported into a calm sea
inside which joy and happiness rested
my eyes suddenly dazzled
so that nothing material could I see
the soft waves of that lively main
could my ears only hear.

Only a no-ends infiniteness
yet, little by little , it died
the golden crown on the head of the butterfly.