El Peatón del Aire

Una vez alguien me abrió las puertas de esta canción. Ahora quiero compartirla con todos vosotros, mientras la echo de menos. Eso sí, hay que subir el volumen y dejarse llevar. Como me decía esa persona, cuando escuchas al grupo tienes la sensación que te dicen "no pares, sigue adelante".
Buena sombrilla para cobijarse de malignos rayos...

Under My Umbrella (Incubus)

These eyes are not your eyes
And these eyes are not the color that
Your arid eyes might be
No, I was not around
When those eyes of yours decided so
I refuse to kneel before the
Sights you choose to see

When I close my eyes... I remember why I smile
Under my umbrella... I'm an accomplished exile

These eyes are not your eyes
And these eyes are not the color that
Your arid eyes might be
No, I was not around
When those eyes of yours decided so
I refuse to kneel before the sights you choose to see!

If this is right, I'd rather be wrong
If this is sight, I'd rather be blind

These eyes are not your eyes
And these eyes are not the color that
Your arid eyes might be
No, I was not around
When those eyes of yours decided so
I refuse to kneel before the sights you choose to see!

If this is right, I'd rather be wrong
If this is sight, I'd rather be blind