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lunes, 16 de mayo de 2011

Ringing bells

When I was little I used to dream
of a perfectly white wedding
like princesses do on films,
I pictured the most handsome prince,
I imagined a long white dress,
I saw my hair lovely done with pearls
I was like a princess on a fairytale

Now I've grown up
I don't dream like that
I still want a wedding
but no prince at all,
no need for a dress
no need for some pearls
I only want you
waiting for me on the altar...

And suddenly...
I hear ringing bells

Walking down the alley
surrounded by family,
you smiling at me,
you look so nervous
but so happy
and you are my dream
nothing else I need,
just you sayning yes
for eternity

I hear ringing bells,
my dream is about to come true
they say....

When I was little I used to dream
of a perfectly white wedding
like princess do on films,
I pictured the fanciest ballroom,
a lovely bride dancing with the groom,
I imagined the white pigeons
spreading their wings on the summer breeze
like a fairy tale...


Now I've grown up
I don't dream like that
I still want a wedding
but no ball at all,
no need for a dance
no need for pigeons
I only want you
waiting for me on the altar...



And suddenly...
I hear ringing bells

Walking down the alley
surrounded by family,
you smiling at me,
you look so nervous
but so happy
and you are my dream
nothing else I need,
just you sayning yes
fot eternity

I hear ringing bells,
my dream is about to come true
they say....


And suddenly...
I hear ringing bells
white pigeons flying from the bell tower,
spreading their wings to the sunset
I hear ringing bells
my dream is about to come true
they say...

Oh, I hear ringing bells...