Beatles

I don't know why nobody told you how to unfold your love...
I don't know how someone controlled you... they bought and sold you.

I look at the world and I notice it's turnig, while my guitar gently weeps

With every mistake we must surely be learning,

still my guitar gently weeps...

sin ganas de estudiar selectividad, mirando por la ventana y muriéndome de ganas de estar en la piscina, tomando el sol... 9 días y seré LIBRE