“Hay quienes dan con ALEGRÍA y
esa ALEGRÍA
es su premio”
(Khalil Gibran)
…Camina con firmeza y alegría, sin miedo a tropezar…
Una idea para
superar este primer lunes de octubre porque vencido el lunes, vencida la semana: escucha una canción…seguro que hace que sonrías y te
pongas las pilas… ¡¡Allá vamos!!
Esta mañana,
una canción llena de energía para empezar con todas las ganas…Guns for hands…de
Twenty one pilots … Sube los
altavoces, canta y baila (¡¡Se van los pies!!) porque...es para ti!!! …
¡¡Vamooos!! A
por el lunes...
Guns for hands
I know what you think in the morning
When the sun shines on the ground
And shows what you have done
It shows where your mind has gone
And you swear to your parents
That it will never happen again
I know, I know what that means, I know
That you all have guns
And you never put the safety on
And you all have plans
To take it, take it
Don't take it, take it, take it
I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep
I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep
But I can't, but I can't when you all have
Guns for hands
I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep
I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep
But I can't, but I can't when you all have
Guns for hands
Let's take this a second at a time
Let's take this one song, this one rhyme
Together, let's breathe
Together, to the beat
But there's hope out the window
So that's where we'll go
Let's go outside and all join hands
But until then you'll never understand
That you all have guns
And you never put the safety on
And you all have plans
To take it, take it
Don't take it, take it, take it
I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep
I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep
But I can't, but I can't when you all have
Guns for hands
We've turned our hands to guns
trade in our thumbs for ammunition,
I must forewarn you of my disorder, or my
condition,
because when the sun sets,
it upsets what's left of my invested
interest,
interested in putting my fingers to my
head,
the solution is,
I see a whole room of these mutant kids,
fused at the wrist,
I simply tell them they should shoot at
this,
simply suggest my chest and this confused
music,
it's obviously best for them
to turn their guns to a fist.
I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep
I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep
But I can't, but I can't when you all have
Guns for hands
I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep
I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep
But I can't, but I can't when you all have
