No os voy a contar muchas cosas sobre Sir James Paul McCartney (Liverpool, Inglaterra, 18 de junio de 1942), porque os las sabéis todos de memoria:
Que fue músico, cantante y compositor de The Beatles, que después de dejar la banda, formó el grupo Wings con su mujer, Linda McCartney, que le gusta pintar y que ha luchado a favor de los derechos de los animales, contra las minas antipersona, y es impulsor de numerosas iniciativas benéficas en favor de la educación musical, que fue nombrado, junto a los otros Beatles, Caballero del Imperio británico el 16 de octubre de 1965 por Elizabeth II y Sir el 11 de marzo de 1997...
Pero sí quería compartir con vosotros dos vídeos que me encantan, sobre todo el segundo, que me pone moñoño del todo.
Youd think that people would have had enought of silly love songs.
But I look around me and I see it isnt so.
Some people wanna fill the world with silly love songs.
And whats wrong with that?
Id like to know, cause here I go again
I love you, I love you,
I love you, I love you,
I cant explain the feelings plain to me, say cant you see?
Ah, she gave me more, she gave it all to me
Now cant you see,
Whats wrong with that
I need to know, cause here I go again
I love you, I love you
Love doesnt come in a minute,
Sometimes it doesnt come at all
I only know that when Im in it
It isnt silly, no, it isnt silly, love isnt silly at all.
How can I tell you about my loved one?
How can I tell you about my loved one?
How can I tell you about my loved one?
(I love you)
How can I tell you about my loved one?
(I love you)
[repeat and fade]
Editado 29/08/08: Bueno, pues a ver si los amiguetes del Tubo se están quietecitos y dejan de borrar vídeos, porque este enlace ha durado menos de 24 h. Pero no se pueden poner puertas al campo, amigos míos...
Mull of Kintyre
Oh mist rolling in from the sea,
My desire is always to be here
Oh Mull of Kintyre
Far have I traveled and much have I seen
Dark distant mountains with valleys of green.
Past painted deserts the sunsets on fire
As he carries me home to the Mull of Kintyre.
Mull of Kintyre
Oh mist rolling in from the sea,
My desire is always to be here
Oh Mull of Kintyre
Sweep through the heather like deer in the glen
Carry me back to the days I knew then.
Nights when we sang like a heavenly choir
Of the life and the time of the Mull of Kintyre.
Mull of Kintyre
Oh mist rolling in from the sea,
My desire is always to be here
Oh Mull of Kintyre
Smiles in the sunshine
And tears in the rain
Still take me back to where my memories remain
Flickering embers growing higher and higher
As they carry me back to the Mull of Kintyre
Mull of Kintyre
Oh mist rolling in from the sea,
My desire is always to be here
Oh Mull of Kintyre
Mull of Kintyre
Oh mist rolling in from the sea,
My desire is always to be here
Oh Mull of Kintyre














