Sunday, October 04, 2009

Listen (Beyonce)

Listen (Beyonce)
To my daughter Iratxe... She loves this song...

Listen to the song here in my heart
A melody I start but can't complete

Listen to the sound from deep within
It's only beginning to find release

Ohh the time has come for my dreams to be heard
They will not be pushed aside and turned
Into your own, all 'cause you won't listen

[Chorus]
Listen
I am alone at a crossroads
I'm not at home in my own home
And I've tried and tried
To say what's on my mind
You should have known
Now I'm done believing you
You don't know what I'm feeling
I'm more than what
You've made of me
I followed the voice, you gave to me
But now I've gotta find my own
You should have listened

There was someone here inside
Someone I thought had died
So long ago
Oh I'm screaming out
And my dreams will be heard
They will not be pushed Aside or turned
Into your own
All 'cause you won't listen

[Chorus]
Listen
I am alone at a crossroads
I'm not at home in my own home
And I've tried and tried
To say what's on my mind
You should have known
Now I'm done believing you
You don't know what I'm feeling
I'm more than what
You've made of me
I followed the voice, you gave to me
But now I've gotta find my own

I don't know where I belong
But I'll be moving on
If you don't, if you won't

Listen to the song here in my heart
A melody I start, but I will complete

Now I am done believing you
You don't know not what I am feeling
I'm more than what you've made of me
I followed the voice you think you gave to me

But now I got to find my own - my own

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Cuando lo más fácil es decir que no, cuando lo más fácil es romper, cuando se llega al límite de nuestras fuerzas, cuando parece que no hay camino más allá... allí empieza a nacer nuestro futuro y al amor se hará realidad porque esta vez, sí, duele (Madre Teresa dixit?)... y empezamos a dar lo mejor de nuestras vidas: nosotros mismos. Hasta entonces seremos amateurs. A partir de aquí, seremos alguien en quien confiar que cuando dice "si", lo cumple. No somos un bluff. Llega el tiempo de las grandes cosas. Listen. Nuestro futuro se gana minuto a minuto. No hay respiro. Y el Amor de verdad nos deberá dejar.. Breathless? Scusa, ma ti voglio bene!