Momentos Híbridos: KARAOKE

jueves, 23 de marzo de 2006
KARAOKE

Anoche volvimos a ir al karaoke Saporo, y fue bonito cantar un par de canciones que las identifico mucho con mi abuelo. En cierta manera cante por el y para el, y no me salió tan mal que digamos. Estos son los temas a los que me refiero:

En mi Viejo San Juan

En mi viejo San Juan

Cuantos sueños forjé

En mis noches de infancia.

Mi primera ilusión

Y mis cuitas de amor

Son recuerdos del alma.

Una tarde me fuí hacia extraña nación

Pues lo quiso el destino.

Pero mi corazón se quedó junto al mar

En mi viejo San Juan.

Adiós

Borinquen querida

Adiós

Mi diosa del mar

Me voy pero un día volveré

A buscar mi querer

A soñar otra vez

En mi viejo San Juan.

Pero el tiempo pasó

Y el destino burló

Mi terrible nostálgia.

Y no pude volver

Al San Juan que yo amé

Pedazito de pátria.

Mi cabello blanqueó

Y mi vida se va

Ya la muerte me llama

Y no quiero morir

Alejado de tí

Puerto Rico del alma.

My Way

And now, the end is near;

And so I face the final curtain.

My friend, I’ll say it clear,

I’ll state my case, of which I’m certain.

I’ve lived a life that’s full.

I’ve traveled each and ev’ry highway;

And more, much more than this,

I did it my way.

Regrets, I’ve had a few;

But then again, too few to mention.

I did what I had to do

And saw it through without exemption.

I planned each charted course;

Each careful step along the byway,

But more, much more than this,

I did it my way.

Yes, there were times,

I’m sure you knew

When I bit off more than I could chew.

But through it all, when there was doubt,

I ate it up and spit it out.

I faced it all and I stood tall;

And did it my way.

I’ve loved, I’ve laughed and cried.

I’ve had my fill; my share of losing.

And now, as tears subside,

I find it all so amusing.

To think I did all that;

And may I say - not in a shy way,

No, oh no not me,I did it my way.

For what is a man, what has he got?

If not himself, then he has naught.

To say the things he truly feels;

And not the words of one who kneels.

The record shows I took the blows -

And did it my way!

Now Listening: X-Japan - Kurenai

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	jueves, 23 de marzo de 2006 KARAOKE Anoche volvimos a ir al karaoke Saporo, y fue bonito cantar un par de canciones que las identifico mucho con mi abuelo. En cierta manera cante por el y para el, y no me salió tan mal que digamos. Estos son los temas a los que me refiero: En mi Viejo San Juan En mi viejo San Juan Cuantos sueños forjé En mis noches de infancia. Mi primera ilusión Y mis cuitas de amor Son recuerdos del alma. Una tarde me fuí hacia extraña nación Pues lo quiso el destino. Pero mi corazón se quedó junto al mar En mi viejo San Juan. Adiós Borinquen querida Adiós Mi diosa del mar Me voy pero un día volveré A buscar mi querer A soñar otra vez En mi viejo San Juan. Pero el tiempo pasó Y el destino burló Mi terrible nostálgia. Y no pude volver Al San Juan que yo amé Pedazito de pátria. Mi cabello blanqueó Y mi vida se va Ya la muerte me llama Y no quiero morir Alejado de tí Puerto Rico del alma. My Way And now, the end is near; And so I face the final curtain. My friend, I’ll say it clear, I’ll state my case, of which I’m certain. I’ve lived a life that’s full. I’ve traveled each and ev’ry highway; And more, much more than this, I did it my way. Regrets, I’ve had a few; But then again, too few to mention. I did what I had to do And saw it through without exemption. I planned each charted course; Each careful step along the byway, But more, much more than this, I did it my way. Yes, there were times, I’m sure you knew When I bit off more than I could chew. But through it all, when there was doubt, I ate it up and spit it out. I faced it all and I stood tall; And did it my way. I’ve loved, I’ve laughed and cried. I’ve had my fill; my share of losing. And now, as tears subside, I find it all so amusing. To think I did all that; And may I say - not in a shy way, No, oh no not me,I did it my way. For what is a man, what has he got? If not himself, then he has naught. To say the things he truly feels; And not the words of one who kneels. The record shows I took the blows - And did it my way! Now Listening: X-Japan - Kurenai firmado: Yog Sototh, 08:14. Permalink \| 0 comments

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