Letras de canciones

Artista: Bruce Springsteen
Album: Magic
Canción: Terry´s song

Well they built the Titanic to be one of a kind, but many ships have ruled the seas
They built the Eiffel Tower to stand alone, but they could build another if they please
Taj Mahal, the pyramids of Egypt, are unique I suppose
But when they built you, brother, they broke the mold

Now the world is filled with many wonders under the passing sun
And sometimes something comes along and you know it´s for sure the only one
The Mona Lisa, the David, the Sistine Chapel, Jesus, Mary, and Joe
And when they built you, brother, they broke the mold

When they built you, brother, they turned dust into gold
When they built you, brother, they broke the mold

They say you can´t take it with you, but I think that they´re wrong
´Cause all I know is I woke up this morning, and something big was gone
Gone into that dark ether where you´re still young and hard and cold
Just like when they built you, brother, they broke the mold

[harmonica bridge]

Now your death is upon us and we´ll return your ashes to the earth
And I know you´ll take comfort in knowing you´ve been roundly blessed and cursed
But love is a power greater than death, just like the songs and stories told
And when she built you, brother, she broke the mold

That attitude´s a power stronger than death, alive and burning her stone cold
When they built you, brother

[harmonica bridge]

Artista: Bruce Springsteen
Album: Magic
Canción: Livin´ in the future

A letter come blowin´ in
On an ill wind
Somethin´ ´bout me and you
Never seein´ one another again
And what I knew had come
Stars struck deaf and dumb
Like when we kissed
That taste of blood on your tongue

Don´t worry, darlin´
No baby, don´t you fret
We´re livin´ in the future
And none of this has happened yet
Don´t worry, darlin´
No baby, don´t you fret
We´re livin´ in the future
And none of this has happened yet

Woke up election day
Sky´s gunpowder and shades of grey
Beneath the dirty sun
I whistle my time away
Then just about sun down
You come walkin´ through town
Your boot heels clickin´ like
The barrel of a pistol spinnin´ round

Don´t worry, darlin´
No baby, don´t you fret
We´re livin´ in the future
And none of this has happened yet
Don´t worry, darlin´
No baby, don´t you fret
We´re livin´ in the future
And none of this has happened yet

The earth it gave away
The sea rose towards the sun
I opened up my heart to you
It got all damaged and undone
My ship Liberty sailed away
On a bloody red horizon
The groundskeeper opened the gates
And let the wild dogs run

[Instrumental]

Alone I limp through town
A lost cowboy at sundown
Got my monkey on a leash
Got my ear tuned to the ground
My faith´s been torn asunder
Tell me is that rollin´ thunder
Or just the sinkin´ sound
Of somethin´ righteous goin´ under

Don´t worry, darlin´
No baby, don´t you fret
We´re livin´ in the future
And none of this has happened yet
Don´t worry, darlin´
No baby, don´t you fret
We´re livin´ in the future
And none of this has happened yet
None of this has happened yet
None of this has happened yet
None of this has happened yet
None of this has happened yet

[Instrumental]

Na na na na, na na na na-na
Na na na na, na na na na-na
Na na na na, na na na na-na
Na na na na, na na na na-na
Na na na na, na na na na-na
Na na na na, na na na na-na
Na na na na, na na na na-na
[fades]

Artista: Bruce Springsteen
Album: Magic
Canción: Gypsy biker

The speculators made their money on the blood you shed
Your momma´s pulled the sheets up off your bed
Profiteers on Jhames Street sold your shoes and clothes
Ain´t nobody talkin´ because everybody knows
We pulled your cycle up back the garage and polished up the chrome*
Our gypsy biker coming home

Sister Mary sits with your colors, but Johnny´s drunk and gone
This old town´s been rousted, which side you on?
They would march up over the hill, this old fools parade
Shouting victory for the righteous for you must hear the grace
Ain´t nobody talkin´, but just waiting on the phone
Gypsy biker coming home

Whoa!

[Guitar solo]

We rode into the foothills, Bobby brought the gasoline
We stood around the circle as she lit up the ravine
The spring hot desert wind rushed down on us all the way back home

[Harmonica bridge]

To the dead, well it don´t matter much ´bout who´s wrong or right
You asked me that question, I didn´t get it right
You slipped into your darkness, now all that remains
Is my love for you brother, life´s still unchanged
To him that threw you away, you ain´t nothing but gone
My gypsy biker´s coming home

And now I´m out countin´ white lines
Countin´ white lines and getting stoned
My gypsy biker´s coming home

Whoa!

[Guitar solo]

La la la la
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la
[fades]