martes, 21 de abril de 2015

Axel en pollera o en calza..... mamma mía!

She´s got a smile that it seems to me 
reminds me of chilhood memories 
where everything 
was as fresh as the bright blue sky 

now and then when i see her face 
she takes me away to that special place 
and if i stared too long 
i´d probably break down and cry 

[chorus] 
wuooh sweet child o´mine 
wuoh oh oh oh sweet love of mine 

She's got eyes of the bluest skies 
as id ther thought of rain 
i hate to look into those eyes 
and see an ounce of pain 
her hair reminds me 
of a war safe place 
where as a child i'd hide 
and pray for the thunder 
and the rain 
to quietly pass me by 

[chorus] 
wuooh sweet child o´mine 
wuoh oh oh oh sweet love of mine 


where do we go 
where do we go now 
where do we go 

where do we go 
where do we go now 
where do we go now 

where do we go 
(sweet child) 
where do we go now 

i,i,i,i,i,i,i,i 
where do we go now 
aaaaa 
where do we go 
aaaaa 
where do we go now 

where do we go 
where do we go now 
where do we go 
where do we go now 
now, now, now, now, now, now, now 

sweet child 
sweet child o´mine