London Town

El mundo se ve tan pequeño desde las alturas. Parece como si tuvieramos en nuestras manos la posibilidad de dominarlo absolutamente todo. De conocer todos y cada uno de los rincones de esa gran inmensidad. Incluso las cosas mas grandes, más impresionantes vistas desde la tierra se convierten en algo diminuto desde nuestra visión. Abandonamos poco a poco la tierra y nos encontramos en las nubes, perdemos de vista la realidad.

London Town by Paul McCartney


Walking down the sidewalk on a purple afternoon
I was accosted by a barker playing a simple tune
Upon his flute - toot toot toot toot

Silver rain was falling down
Upon the dirty ground of London Town
People pass me by on my imaginary street
Ordinary people it's impossible to meet
Holding conversations that are always incomplete
Well, I don't know
Oh, where are there places to go
Someone somewhere has to know
I don't know

Out of work again the actor entertains his wife
With the same old stories of his ordinary life
Maybe he exaggerates the trouble and the strife
Well, I don't know
Oh, where are there places to go
Someone somewhere has to know

Crawling down the pavement on a Sunday afternoon
I was arrested by a rozzer wearing a pink balloon
About his foot - toot toot toot toot

Silver rain was falling down
Upon the dirty ground of London Town

Someone somewhere has to know
Silver rain was falling down
Upon the dirty ground of London Town