US AND THEM

Chalees ya es la 1 de la mañana del sabado 13 de diciembre y yo tovia ando trepado en mi azotea viendo esta hermosa luna... creo que es la 5 vez que escucho el DSoTM de Pink Floyd en esta noche.. estoy un poco tristón, pero ya ni se que es lo que me pone así, si lo que me pasó, lo que me está pasando o lo que me pasará jajaja... pero bueno mientras, les dejo la letra de esta rola, el track 8 de este excelente disco, US AND THEM... aunque mas quisiera que solo fuera el US, que estuvieras TÚ a mi lado orita para no sentir tanto frío ni estar escribiendote estas palabras que talvez nunca leas...
va que va señores, después de un ratote sin postear regreso con un poco de tiempo y espero darle un poquito de continuidad


Us, and them
And after all we're only ordinary men.
Me, and you.
God only knows it's noz what we would choose to do.
Forward he cried from the rear
and the front rank died.
And the general sat and the lines on the map
moved from side to side.
Black and blue
And who knows which is which and who is who.
Up and down.
But in the end it's only round and round.
Haven't you heard it's a battle of words
The poster bearer cried.
Listen son, said the man with the gun
There's room for you inside.

"I mean, they're not gunna kill ya, so if you give 'em a quick short,
sharp, shock, they won't do it again. Dig it? I mean he get off
lightly, 'cos I would've given him a thrashing - I only hit him once!
It was only a difference of opinion, but really...I mean good manners
don't cost nothing do they, eh?"

Down and out
It can't be helped but there's a lot of it about.
With, without.
And who'll deny it's what the fighting's all about?
Out of the way, it's a busy day
I've got things on my mind.
For the want of the price of tea and a slice
The old man died.