George, a nueve años

Photograph (Harrison – Starkey)
Every time I see your face,
It reminds me of the places we used to go.
But all I got is a photograph
and I realise you’re not coming back anymore
I thought I’d make it
the day you went away,
But I can’t make it
Till you come home again to stay
I can’t get used to living here,
While my heart is broke, my tears I cried for you
I want you here to have and hold,
As the years go by and we grow old and grey
Now you’re expecting me
to live without you,
But that’s not something
that I’m looking forward to
I can’t get used to living here,
While my heart is broke, my tears I cried for you
I want you here to have and hold,
As the years go by and we grow old and grey
Every time I see your face,
It reminds me of the places we used to go
But all I got is a photograph
And I realise you’re not coming back anymore
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Cada vez que veo tu cara
me recuerda los lugares que solíamos ir
Pero todo lo que tengo es una fotografía
Y me doy cuenta de que ya no vas a volver
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