LOOK AT ALL THE LONELY PEOPLE...

ELEANOR RIGBY



Ah, look at all the lonely people
Ah, look at all the lonely people

Eleanor Rigby picks up the rice in the church where a
wedding has been
Lives in a dream
Waits at the window, wearing the face that she keeps
in a jar by the door
Who is it for?

All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong?

Father McKenzie writing the words of a sermon that
no one will hear
No one comes near
Look at him working, darning his socks in the night
when there's nobody there
What does he care?

All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong?

Ah, look at all the lonely people
Ah, look at all the lonely people

Eleanor Rigby died in the church and was buried along with her name
Nobody came
Father McKenzie wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave
No one was saved

All the lonely people (Ah, look at all the lonely people)
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people (Ah, look at all the lonely people)
Where do they all belong?...



The Beatles



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OaRNrDaoMqw



La muerte por soledad... ya sea una soledad física o mental, morir en soledad es lo más triste que puedo imaginar... y e quizá el miedo más grande que tengo después del miedo a morir...


Un abrazo fuerte, atte:



Su Amigo




Tom


PANTEON

On October 27 2012 at Monterrey, Nuevo León, Mexico 105 Views

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