The Healing Game

Here I am again

Back on the corner again

Back where I belong

Where I've always been

Everything the same

It don't ever change

I'm back on the corner again

In the healing game

Down those ancient streets

Down those ancient roads

Where nobody knows

Where nobody goes

I'm back on the corner again

Where I've always been

Never been away

From the healing game

Where the choirboys sing

Where I've always been

Sing the song with soul

Baby don't you know

We can let it roll

On the saxophone

Back street Jelly Roll

In the healing game

Where the homeboys sing

Sing their songs of praise

'Bout their golden days

In the healing game

Sing it out loud

Sing it in your name

Sing it like you're proud

Sing the healing game

Sing it out loud

Sing it in your name

Sing it like you're proud

Sing the healing game

Sing the healing game

Sing the healing game

Sing it in your name

I'll be your lover too.

Van Morrison

I'll be your lover too, de Van Morrison. La canción más romántica que existe (para mi). Si algún día se la dedico a alguien, es porque encontré la razón de mi existencia. 

I'll be your man

I'll understand

And do my best

to take good care of you

Yes I will

You'll be my queen

I'll be your king

And I'll be your lover too

Yes I will 

Derry down green

Color of my dream

A dream that's daily coming true

I'll tell you

When day is through

I will come to you

And tell you of your many charms


And you'll look at me

with eyes that see

And melt into each other's arms

And so I come to be the one

who's always standing next to you

Reach out for me

So I can be the one

who's always reaching out for you

Yes I will, yes I will

You'll be my queen

I'll be you king

And I'll be your lover too

I'll Be Your Lover, Too - Van Morrison by saralin

Van Morrison y su "Into the Mystic".

Van The Man

Cada uno de nosotros tiene alguna canción, a veces más de una, que nos hace "flotar". Nos pone la piel de gallina, la cantamos con el alma, y a veces, nos rompe esa alma. 

Descubrí al Gran Van Morrison hace poco (un par de meses), y es uno de los mejores descubrimientos de mi vida. Un norirlandés, de 65 años, que con su guitarra y sus letras románticas, logra transportarme hasta otro mundo. Porque mientras duran sus canciones (a todo volumen, en el equipo de música de mi habitación), no me importa nada. ¡NADA!

Solo él, su guitarra, su armónica, sus letras y su mezcla de Folk, Blues, Country y Gospel. Y este tema, "Into the Mystic", en mi humilde opinión, es uno de los mejores temas JAMÁS ESCRITOS. 

El otro día, mientras escuchaba este temazo, me acordé que una vez un amigo me preguntó con qué canción me gustaría que me recordaran, o que tocaran en mi entierro (drástica la pregunta, lo sé). No recuerdo qué le contesté, pero ahora estoy segura de la respuesta... INTO THE MYSTIC!

We were born before the wind
also younger than the sun
ere the bonnie boat was won as we sailed into the mystic
hark, now hear the sailors cry
smell the sea and feel the sky
let your soul and spirit fly into the mystic 
and when that fog horn blows i will be coming home
and when that fog horn blows i want to hear it
i don't have to fear it
i want to rock your gypsy soul
just like way back in the days of old
then magnificently we will float into the mystic
and when that fog horn blows you know i will be coming home
and when thst fog horn whistle blows i got to hear it
i don't have to fear it
i want to rock your gypsy soul
just like way back in the days of old
and together we will float into the mystic
come on girl...