viernes, 27 de noviembre de 2009

EVALUACION FINAL.PARTE PRACTICA

What is the origin of "THE BIG APPLE"?


THE BIG APPLE







LYRICS

Sting — Englishman In New York 
I don't drink coffee I take tea my dear
I like my toast done on one side
And you can hear it in my accent when I talk
I'm an Englishman in New York

See me walking down Fifth Avenue
A walking cane here at my side
I take it everywhere I walk
I'm an Englishman in New York

I'm an alien I'm a legal alien
I'm an Englishman in New York
I'm an alien I'm a legal alien
I'm an Englishman in New York

If, "Manners maketh man" as someone said
Then he's the hero of the day
It takes a man to suffer ignorance and smile
Be yourself no matter what they say

I'm an alien I'm a legal alien
I'm an Englishman in New York
I'm an alien I'm a legal alien
I'm an Englishman in New York

Modesty, propriety can lead to notoriety
You could end up as the only one
Gentleness, sobriety are rare in this society
At night a candle's brighter than the sun

Takes more than combat gear to make a man
Takes more than a license for a gun
Confront your enemies, avoid them when you can
A gentleman will walk but never run

If, "Manners maketh man" as someone said
Then he's the hero of the day
It takes a man to suffer ignorance and smile
Be yourself no matter what they say

I'm an alien I'm a legal alien
I'm an Englishman in New York
I'm an alien I'm a legal alien
I'm an Englishman in New York


SIGHTSEEING IN NEW YORK

viernes, 20 de noviembre de 2009

PRECIOUS-DEPECHE MODE



Precious and fragile things

Need special handling
My God what have we done to You?
We always try to share

The tenderest of care

Now look what we have put You through...
Things get damaged
Things get broken
I thought we'd manage
But words left unspoken
Left us so brittle

There was so little left to give
Angels with silver wings

Shouldn't know suffering

I wish I could take the pain for You
If God has a master plan

That only He understands

I hope it's Your eyes He's seeing through
Things get damaged

Things get broken

I thought we'd manage

But words left unspoken
Left us so brittle

There was so little left to give
I pray You learn to trust

Have faith in both of us

And keep room in Your heart for two
Things get damaged...




















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