| LETRAS DE CANCIONES |
| BEATINGS FROM IRELAND Letra y m�sica: J.A. Pastor Always looking for time to share Always falling into despair That's when I think 'bout that beautiful land But the rivers to cross are wide And the mountains conceal the sky Where I see you reflected by your beautiful eyes Beatings from Ireland coming through my past Those beatings from Ireland are going straight to my heart I'd glide above ten thousand lakes And the alight beside your bed Where I'd stay forever in a wonderful dream I'd cross the ocean and the heaviest rain Heaven, Hell and wild hurricanes Just to dispel these fucking three hundred miles Beatings from Ireland coming through my past Those beatings from Ireland are going straight to my heart Pictures from London make me realize These pictures from London remind me when we were so young You're always west, I'm always east You're always north, I'm always south Always looking for time to share Always falling into despair That's when I remember your beautiful eyes Of all these things I met in my life There's nothing that I can compare Because to me you are the most beautiful one Beatings from Ireland coming through my past Those beatings from Ireland are going straight to my heart Pictures from London make me realize These pictures from London remind me when we were so young You're always west, I'm always east You're always north, I'm always south You always laugh, I use to cry You use to live when I almost die Beatings from Ireland coming through my past Those beatings from Ireland are going straight to my heart Pictures from London make me realize These pictures from London, forgive me cause I still love you |