Well she´s walking through the clouds, with a circus mind that´s running round. Butterflies and zebras, and moonbeams and fairy tales. That´s all she ever thinks about, riding with the wind. When I´m sad, when I´m sad, she comes to me with a thousands smiles. She gives to me free. It´s alright, it´s alright. She says it´s alright. Take anything you want from me. Anything. Anything. ( + Guitar solo )
( Fly on little wing, yeah, little wing - final , from the original lyrics - ).
( Lyrics : Jimmy Hendrix, "Little Wing" ).
Little tale : That´s a moonbeam, riding on a cloud. Anything, she thinks. And she smiles.
Little tale : That´s a moonbeam, riding on a cloud. Anything, she thinks. And she smiles.
2 comments:
ummm ja van tres clics damunt el play... quina meravella! que immens en Hendrix!
avui em quedo amb totes les paraules, frases, comes i punts. Vermelles i grises.
She says it´s alright.
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