Bitácora del Navegante. Bodega.

En la bodega se bebe Syrah, de los toneles saqueados, se fuma pipa con tabaco antillano,y de vez en cuando se escucha algo como esto:

Playing With My Friends
Robert Cray / B.B. King

I'm gonna call up some of my buddies,
And a few of the ladies I know
I'm gonna rent a hall and get them all and,
put on a heck of a show

Make sure we got a kitchen,
with a oven and a stove
We'll all get in there cookin',
then we'll throw open all the doors

Playin' with my friends,
playin' with my friends,
playin' with my friends
We'll have a good time,
playin' with my friends

I'm gonna buy a 100 pounds of catfish,
cook it all up on the grill
Fix some beans and corn bread,
everybody's gonna get their fill

Then we'll grab all the guitars,
greasy hands and all
Someone'll count off a shuffle,
and man we'll have a ball

Playin' with my friends,
playin' with my friends,
playin' with my friends
We'll have a good time,
playin' with my friends

Yes, we gonna buy some of that red, red wine,
the best that money can buy
You gotta drink it all from a paper cup,
that this here Saturday life is right

Everybody's gonna stand up,
play their favorite tune
You can pick any tune you want to,
as long as it's the blues

Playin' with my friends (3x's)
We'll have a good time playin' with my friends


The End
The Doors

This is the end, beautiful friend
This is the end, my only friend
The end of our elaborate plans
The end of everything that stands
The end

No safety or surprise
The end
I'll never look into your eyes again

Can you picture what will be
So limitless and free
Desperately in need of some stranger's hand
In a desperate land

Lost in a Roman wilderness of pain
And all the children are insane
All the children are insane
Waiting for the summer rain
There's danger on the edge of town
Ride the King's highway
Weird scenes inside the gold mine
Ride the highway West, baby

Ride the snake
Ride the snake
To the lake
To the lake

The ancient lake, baby
The snake is long
Seven miles
Ride the snake

He's old
And his skin is cold
The West is the best
The West is the best
Get here and we'll do the rest

The blue bus is calling us
The blue bus is calling us
Driver, where are you taking us?

The killer awoke before dawn
He put his boots on
He took a face from the ancient gallery
And he walked on down the hall

He went into the room where his sister lived
And then he paid a visit to his brother
And then he walked on down the hall
And he came to a door
And he looked inside
Father
Yes son?
I want to kill you
Mother, I want to. . .

C'mon baby, take a chance with us
C'mon baby, take a chance with us
C'mon baby, take a chance with us
And meet me at the back of the blue bus

This is the end, beautiful friend
This is the end, my only friend
The end

It hurts to set you free
But you'll never follow me

The end of laughter and soft lies
The end of nights we tried to die

This is the end