Eleanor Rigby, picks up the rice in the church where a wedding has been...yeah.Eleanor Rigby wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door.Who is it for?All the lonely people,where do they all come from?All the lonely people, where do they all belong?Father McKenzie, writing the words of a sermon that no one will hear.No one comes near.Look at him working, darning his socks in the night. What does he care? All the lonely people,where do they all come from?All the lonely people,where do they all belong?.Eleanor Rigby, died in the church and was buried along with her name.Nobody came.Father McKenzie, wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave.All the lonely people, where do they all come from?All the lonely people, where do they all belong? That´s what I want to know, that´s what I want to know...And do the lonely, and do the lonely, where do they all come from ? where do they all come from ? .
( Lyrics : "Eleanor Rigby", Lennon-McCartney - Music : Tok Tok Tok ).
Hear...all the buried words. Nobody is near.
Hear...all the buried words. Nobody is near.
(Thank you, P. )
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4 comments:
uf... les versions de temes dels Beatles costa tant que m'agradin.
També hi havia un Nowhere man...
Les versions...t´entenc, però jo no sóc un beatlemaníac i , curiosament, reescoltant aquesta - que és fantàstica - veu, saxo i contrabaix, qui ho diria --he tornat a escoltar-los, i feia moltíssim, però moltíssim temps, que no ho feia. Hi va haver una època que no podia de cap manera.
M'agrada. Deu ser el saxo.
És el saxo !
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