I look at you all see the love there that's sleeping While my guitar gently weeps I look at the floor and I see it need sweeping Still my guitar gently weeps
I don't know why nobody told you how to unfold you love I don't know how someone controlled you they bought and sold you
I look at the world and I notice it's turning While my guitar gently weeps With every mistake we must surely be learning Still my guitar gently weeps
I don't know how you were diverted you were perverted too
Sono passati più di 40 anni, da quando i Beatles hanno chiesto aiuto. Help!
Help me if you can, I'm feeling down, And I do appreciate you being round.
Ma è di aiuto che abbiamo bisogno? In fondo ce la caviamo bene, siamo indipendenti, riusciamo a sfangarcela anche da soli. Abbiamo davvero bisogno di aiuto?
I Gipsy Kings sembrano accontentarsi di meno: Escucha Me. Ascoltami.
You say you want a revolution Well, you know We all want to change the world You tell me that it's evolution Well, you know We all want to change the world But when you talk about destruction Don't you know that you can count me out Don't you know it's gonna be all right all right, all right You say you got a real solution Well, you know We'd all love to see the plan You ask me for a contribution Well, you know We're doing what we can But when you want money