by dsnito » Mon Feb 17, 2003 4:59 pm
quote:Originally posted by stevew628
quote:Originally posted by Be-Bop-VaLuLa
¨James Paul McCartney, de 60 años, hijo de Liverpool por azar y padre de millones por genio, no necesita ya ni el James ni el McCartney. Como los grandes, como los reyes, como los elegidos de la Tierra, tiene su absoluta identidad en las cuatro letras de su segundo nombre y las apenas tres que ordena la fonética: Pol.
Cualquiera que las oiga en cualquier punto del mundo donde resuenen sabe qué significan.
Pol es, por siempre, beatle. Y beatle es, por siempre, magia y maravilla, ayer, hoy y mañana, milagro, y cuanta palabra encierre el más rico de los idiomas.
Pol es, tambien John, George y Ringo. Es los 60': la década prodigiosa. Es amor, paz, libertad: palabras que en esa música irrepetible recobran el significado que tantos traicionaron. Pol es olor de multitudes, lágrimas furtivas en los que pasaron los 40, asombro en los chicos que recién oyen hablar de él (de ellos), y hasta pavor sagrado cuando alguien afronta la tarea de contar esa vida, esas vidas, esa colosal bengala que lo iluminó todo.¨
here's a translation for all you non-spanish people! I think I translated it right.
¨James Paul McCartney, of 60 years, son of Liverpool by chance and father of millions by genius, does not need already neither the James neither the McCartney. As the large, as the kings, as the chosen of the Ground, has its absolute identity in the four letters of its second name and the barely three that orders the phonetics: Pol. Any that hear them in any point of the world where resuenen what knows signify. Pol is, by always, beatle. And beatle is, by always, magic and wonder, yesterday, today and tomorrow, miracle, and as much as word enclose the richest one of the languages. Pol is, tambien John, George and Ringo. Is the 60' : the prodigious decade. It is love, peace, liberty: words that in that unrepeatable music recover the meaning that so many betraied. Pol is smell of multitudes, furtive tears in which they passed the 40, amazement in the boys that recently hear to speak of him (of them), and to sacred fear when someone confronts the task to count that life, those lives, that colossal one bengala that all.¨ he illuminated him
It's hard to stay on topic when you dont know waht the heck someone is talking about. [:D] Where am me?
CHOKE!! Saw this just right now!!! Well, I think my south-american sister said all those things with poetic hidden meanings, quite confuse it's true!! Wow, it's hard also to me well understand what she wanted to mean!! Sorry if I'm not able to do it, don't get me wrong dear Be-Bop!!
Peace.