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A long long time ago
I can still remember how that music used to make me smile
And i knew if i had my chance
That i could make those people dance
And maybe they'd be happy for a while.
But february made me shiver
With every paper i'd deliver
Bad news on the doorstep
I couldn't take one more step
I can't remember if i cried
When i read about his widowed bride
But something touched me deep inside
The day the music died
So bye-bye, miss american pie
Drove my chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin' this'll be the day that i die
This'll be the day that i die
Did you write the book of love?
And do you have faith in god above?
If the bible tells you so
And do you believe in rock 'n roll
Can music save your mortal soul
And can you teach me how to dance real slow
Well, i know that you're in love with him
'cause i saw you dancin' in the gym
You both kicked off your shoes
Man, i dig those rhythm and blues
I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck
But i knew i was out of luck
The day the music died
I started singin' bye-bye, miss american pie
Drove my chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin' this'll be the day that i die
This'll be the day that i die
Now for ten years we've been on our own
And moss grows fat on a rollin' stone
But that's not how it used to be
When the jester sang for the king and queen
In a coat he borrowed from james dean
And a voice that came from you and me
Oh, and while the king was looking down
The jester stole his thorny crown
The courtroom was adjourned
No verdict was returned
And while lennon read a book of marx
The quartet practiced in the park
And we sang dirges in the dark
The day the music died
We were singing bye-bye, miss american pie
Drove my chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin' this'll be the day that i die
This'll be the day that i die
Helter skelter in a summer swelter
The byrds flew off with a fallout shelter
Eight miles high and falling fast
It landed foul out on the grass
The players tried for a forward pass
With the jester on the sidelines in a cast
Now the half-time air was sweet perfume
While the sergeants played a marching tune
We all got up to dance oh, but we never got the chance
'cause the players tried to take the field
The marching band refused to yield
Do you recall what was revealed
The day the music died
We started singing bye-bye, miss american pie
Drove my chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin' this'll be the day that i die
This'll be the day that i die
Oh, and there we were all in one place
A generation lost in space
With no time left to start again
So come on, jack be nimble, jack be quick
Jack flash sat on a candlestick
'cause fire is the devil's only friend
Oh, and as i watched him on the stage
My hands were clenched in fists of rage
No angel born in hell
Could break that satan's spell
And as the flames climbed high into the night
To light the sacrificial rite
I saw satan laughing with delight
The day the music died
He was singing bye-bye, miss american pie
Drove my chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin' this'll be the day that i die
This'll be the day that i die
I met a girl who sang the blues
And i asked her for some happy news
But she just smiled and turned away
I went down to the sacred store
Wh
Mucho tiempo hace mucho tiempo
Todavía puedo recordar la forma en que la música me hacía sonreír
Y yo sabía que si tenía mi oportunidad
Que yo podría hacer esa gente baile
Y tal vez sería feliz por un rato.
Pero febrero me hizo temblar
Con todos los papeles que me ofrecen
Malas noticias en la puerta
Yo no podía dar un paso más
No puedo recordar si lloré
Cuando leí acerca de su esposa viuda
Pero algo me tocó muy adentro
El día que murió la música
Así que adiós, señorita American Pie
Conduje mi Chevy al dique pero el dique estaba seco
Y los buenos chicos estaban bebiendo whisky y centeno
Cantando este será el día que me muera
Este será el día que me muera
¿Escribió el libro del amor?
¿Y tiene fe en Dios por encima?
Si la Biblia te lo dice
¿Y usted cree en el rock and roll
¿Puede la música salvar tu alma mortal
Y puedes enseñarme a bailar muy despacio
Bueno, yo sé que estás enamorada de él
Porque te vi bailando en el gimnasio
Los dos iniciaron sus zapatos
El hombre, que yo cave los rhythm and blues
Yo era un dinero broncin solitaria adolescente '
Con un clavel rosado y una camioneta
Pero yo KNE
Ayúdanos a mejorar, si encuentras errores ¡Envíanos tu corrección!
Mclean Don
American Pie
American Pie
A long long time ago
I can still remember how that music used to make me smile
And i knew if i had my chance
That i could make those people dance
And maybe they'd be happy for a while.
But february made me shiver
With every paper i'd deliver
Bad news on the doorstep
I couldn't take one more step
I can't remember if i cried
When i read about his widowed bride
But something touched me deep inside
The day the music died
So bye-bye, miss american pie
Drove my chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin' this'll be the day that i die
This'll be the day that i die
Did you write the book of love?
And do you have faith in god above?
If the bible tells you so
And do you believe in rock 'n roll
Can music save your mortal soul
And can you teach me how to dance real slow
Well, i know that you're in love with him
'cause i saw you dancin' in the gym
You both kicked off your shoes
Man, i dig those rhythm and blues
I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck
But i knew i was out of luck
The day the music died
I started singin' bye-bye, miss american pie
Drove my chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin' this'll be the day that i die
This'll be the day that i die
Now for ten years we've been on our own
And moss grows fat on a rollin' stone
But that's not how it used to be
When the jester sang for the king and queen
In a coat he borrowed from james dean
And a voice that came from you and me
Oh, and while the king was looking down
The jester stole his thorny crown
The courtroom was adjourned
No verdict was returned
And while lennon read a book of marx
The quartet practiced in the park
And we sang dirges in the dark
The day the music died
We were singing bye-bye, miss american pie
Drove my chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin' this'll be the day that i die
This'll be the day that i die
Helter skelter in a summer swelter
The byrds flew off with a fallout shelter
Eight miles high and falling fast
It landed foul out on the grass
The players tried for a forward pass
With the jester on the sidelines in a cast
Now the half-time air was sweet perfume
While the sergeants played a marching tune
We all got up to dance oh, but we never got the chance
'cause the players tried to take the field
The marching band refused to yield
Do you recall what was revealed
The day the music died
We started singing bye-bye, miss american pie
Drove my chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin' this'll be the day that i die
This'll be the day that i die
Oh, and there we were all in one place
A generation lost in space
With no time left to start again
So come on, jack be nimble, jack be quick
Jack flash sat on a candlestick
'cause fire is the devil's only friend
Oh, and as i watched him on the stage
My hands were clenched in fists of rage
No angel born in hell
Could break that satan's spell
And as the flames climbed high into the night
To light the sacrificial rite
I saw satan laughing with delight
The day the music died
He was singing bye-bye, miss american pie
Drove my chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin' this'll be the day that i die
This'll be the day that i die
I met a girl who sang the blues
And i asked her for some happy news
But she just smiled and turned away
I went down to the sacred store
Wh
Mclean Don
American Pie
American Pie
Mucho tiempo hace mucho tiempo
Todavía puedo recordar la forma en que la música me hacía sonreír
Y yo sabía que si tenía mi oportunidad
Que yo podría hacer esa gente baile
Y tal vez sería feliz por un rato.
Pero febrero me hizo temblar
Con todos los papeles que me ofrecen
Malas noticias en la puerta
Yo no podía dar un paso más
No puedo recordar si lloré
Cuando leí acerca de su esposa viuda
Pero algo me tocó muy adentro
El día que murió la música
Así que adiós, señorita American Pie
Conduje mi Chevy al dique pero el dique estaba seco
Y los buenos chicos estaban bebiendo whisky y centeno
Cantando este será el día que me muera
Este será el día que me muera
¿Escribió el libro del amor?
¿Y tiene fe en Dios por encima?
Si la Biblia te lo dice
¿Y usted cree en el rock and roll
¿Puede la música salvar tu alma mortal
Y puedes enseñarme a bailar muy despacio
Bueno, yo sé que estás enamorada de él
Porque te vi bailando en el gimnasio
Los dos iniciaron sus zapatos
El hombre, que yo cave los rhythm and blues
Yo era un dinero broncin solitaria adolescente '
Con un clavel rosado y una camioneta
Pero yo KNE
Ayúdanos a mejorar, si encuentras errores ¡Envíanos tu corrección!
