When I get older, losing my hair, many years from now,
Will you still be sending me a Valentine, birthday greetings, bottle of wine?
If I'd been out 'till quarter to three, would you lock the door?
Will you still need me, will you still feed me,
When I'm sixty-four?
Hmm------mmm---mmmh.
You'll be older, too. Aaah, and if you say the word, I could stay with you.
I could be handy, mending a fuse, when your lights have gone.
You can knit a sweater by the fireside, sunday mornings, go for a ride.
Doing the garden, digging the weeds, who could ask for more?
Will you still need me, will you still feed me, when I'm sixty four?
Every summer we can rent a cottage in the Isle of Wightif it's not too dear. We shall scrimp and save.
Ah, grandchildren on your knee, Vera, Chuck, and Dave.
Send me a postcard, drop me a line stating point of view.
Indicate precisely what you mean to say, yours sincerely wasting away.
Give me your answer, fill in a form, mine forever more.
Will you still need me, will you still feed me, when I'm sixty four?
by John Lennon/Paul McCartney
De las cosas que yo había esperado desde hacía rato: la muerte del papa Juan Pablo II y el cumpleaños 64 de Sir Paul McCartney. Me estoy quedando sin expectativas a futuro.
Will you still be sending me a Valentine, birthday greetings, bottle of wine?
If I'd been out 'till quarter to three, would you lock the door?
Will you still need me, will you still feed me,
When I'm sixty-four?
Hmm------mmm---mmmh.
You'll be older, too. Aaah, and if you say the word, I could stay with you.
I could be handy, mending a fuse, when your lights have gone.
You can knit a sweater by the fireside, sunday mornings, go for a ride.
Doing the garden, digging the weeds, who could ask for more?
Will you still need me, will you still feed me, when I'm sixty four?
Every summer we can rent a cottage in the Isle of Wightif it's not too dear. We shall scrimp and save.
Ah, grandchildren on your knee, Vera, Chuck, and Dave.
Send me a postcard, drop me a line stating point of view.
Indicate precisely what you mean to say, yours sincerely wasting away.
Give me your answer, fill in a form, mine forever more.
Will you still need me, will you still feed me, when I'm sixty four?
by John Lennon/Paul McCartney
De las cosas que yo había esperado desde hacía rato: la muerte del papa Juan Pablo II y el cumpleaños 64 de Sir Paul McCartney. Me estoy quedando sin expectativas a futuro.
9 comentarios:
Para ser franco se le tenia mas miedo a este día que al 6/6/6
Pues un Feliz cumpleaños para Sir Paul
Saludos
Igual no sabemos si este sí es el Paul de antaño porque con todos los rumores que circularon sobre el doble, pues ya ni idea.
No pero en serio, qué Mr. Paul disfrute y que gracias por mi canción de matrimonio.
Paul is dead
No te preocupes... en octubre es mi cumple! jajajaja
Saludos
Cierto que los años no pasan en vano.
buenas, buenas
Lo gracioso del asunto es que ahra Sir Paul cumple 64 parce que no lo aman lo mismo y por eso esta listo para separar cobijas.
Have you heard?!!
have you heard?!!
have you heard?!!
Rock is dead!!
rock is dead!!
por que siempre desde que tengo recuerdos de nuestra amistad ha deseado la muerte del papa???
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