Does Jack Black Singin Hollywood

A week ago I received a call from the land in the capital, and the voice that came from the other side of the phone memory and I shook the memories ... But yesterday while I was traveling to hear a Garth Brooks song, which almost mirrors the situation ...


Young and beautiful
Lyrics: Ismael Serrano


Rain suspended neon spider
my lungs and varnish
metallic red car you see out
Metro Callao, wrapped in a cloud
ash and Tresor,
tired as the smoke from my mouth,
as the day you said goodbye.

Blonde, why are you here?
This is far from your neighborhood. And the sweet knife

memory, the old
touch your cheek, cut me off.


Take me something before they burn the sidewalks,
that spring is over and tell me
you did at this time,
tell me you're okay.
Let us here, are you married?
not tell me ...
Chief, a pair of canes. Confess

I searched through the rubble,
in the ruins of the soul. Tell


still remember the back seat of the car park
onlookers,

grass in my pants and feel confident.

always looked south
young and beautiful.
You said that after the highway
expect me to flee.
We looked south, I was not far
not find the other side
lost certainties.
And this clearly. I continue to

my struggle and my songs
and die young I am old
-it was never my desire.
That life was serious
already told you a poet,
and like me, you did well,
nor heard.
So I followed up the cliff,
and stroked the lights in your yarn.
I left the war,
and bunches of nettles.
You went with my breath, my discs

Sabina and the key to the future.

the years Rust respects you.
another beer. How do you go? With the rush
always blonde. Still
alike.
Well, you're right, something has changed
.
We ran out the clock. You
did you change hue, every day I
worse treatment.
I'll walk to the subway.
No, woman, who do not mind, and if you miss
reinforcements
my phone in your agenda
and feel confident.

always looked south
young and beautiful.
You said that after the highway
expect me to flee.
We looked south, I was not far
not find the other side
lost certainties.
And this clearly.

And this clearly ...