Mi cama y yo....

Hay dias en lo que simplemente la cama no me deja ir. Mi camita es algo muy especial para mi, es de las pocas cosas que poseo que es enoooorme, sip... es alta... pero una vez que logro escalarla... uff!! ¡Es.Lo.Máximo!!!
Mmm, este post no era para escribirle un poema a mi cama, pero mañana que es dia de regalarse unos minutitos más de descanso y disfrutar de las sabanitas, los dejo con un video que me encanta...



A veces se antoja que la vida entera (o aunque sea el dia entero) te pase en la cama no?
En fin, disfruten de la canción, a mi me fascina levantarme con ella... me siento elegantemente despierta =)

Aqui les dejo la letra por si quieren poner la canción una y otra vez y cantarla:

Sun been down for days

A pretty flower in a vase
A slipper by the fireplace
A cello lying in its case


Soon she's down the stairs
Her morning elegance she wears
The sound of water makes her dream
Awoken by a cloud of steam
She pours a daydream in a cup
A spoon of sugar sweetens up


And She fights for her life
As she puts on her coat
And she fights for her life on the train
She looks at the rain
As it pours

And she fights for her life
As she goes in a store
With a thought she has caught
By a thread
She pays for the bread
And She goes...
Nobody knows

Sun been down for days
A winter melody she plays
The thunder makes her contemplate
She hears a noise behind the gate
Perhaps a letter with a dove
Perhaps a stranger she could love


And She fights for her life
As she puts on her coat
And she fights for her life on the train
She looks at the rain
As it pours
And she fights for her life
As she goes in a store
With a thought she has caught
By a thread
She pays for the bread
And She goes...
Nobody knows


And She fights for her life
As she puts on her coat
And she fights for her life on the train
She looks at the rain
As it pours
And she fights for her life
Where people are pleasently strange
And counting the change
And She goes...
Nobody knows
 
Dulces sueños,
D.