sábado, 27 de agosto de 2011

B de Biorritmo (CIII)

There was a house half way round the world
And I was invited in for a small taste of gin
There was a hall with a thousand birds long
But the biggest one of them all was in a cage too small

I asked the caretaker cause he was the Maker
He looked at me and laughed, took another sip from his glass and said
Open up your ears and hearts
You put a big bird in a small cage and he'll sing you a song

That we all love to sing along
To the sound of the bird that mourns


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