S.O.S

Where are those happy days, they seem so hard to find
I tried to reach for you, but you have closed your mind
Whatever happened to our love?
I wish I understood
It used to be so nice, it used to be so good

So when you're near me, darling can't you hear me
S. O. S.
The love you gave me, nothing else can save me
S. O. S.
When you're gone
How can I even try to go on?
When you're gone
Though I try how can I carry on?

You seem so far away though you are standing near
You made me feel alive, but something died I fear
I really tried to make it out
I wish I understood
What happened to our love, it used to be so good

So when you're near me, darling can't you hear me
S. O. S.
The love you gave me, nothing else can save me
S. O. S.
When you're gone
How can I even try to go on?
When you're gone
Though I try how can I carry on?

So when you're near me, darling can't you hear me
S. O. S.
And the love you gave me, nothing else can save me
S. O. S.
When you're gone
How can I even try to go on?
When you're gone
Though I try how can I carry on?
When you're gone
How can I even try to go on?
When you're gone
Though I try how can I carry on?

DANCING QUEEN.

You can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life
See that girl, watch that scene, dig in the Dancing Queen

Friday night and the lights are low
Looking out for the place to go
Where they play the right music, getting in the swing
You come in to look for a king
Anybody could be that guy
Night is young and the music's high
With a bit of rock music, everything is fine
You're in the mood for a dance
And when you get the chance...

You are the Dancing Queen, young and sweet, only seventeen
Dancing Queen, feel the beat from the tambourine
You can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life
See that girl, watch that scene, dig in the Dancing Queen

You're a teaser, you turn 'em on
Leave them burning and then you're gone
Looking out for another, anyone will do
You're in the mood for a dance
And when you get the chance...

You are the Dancing Queen, young and sweet, only seventeen
Dancing Queen, feel the beat from the tambourine
You can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life
See that girl, watch that scene, dig in the Dancing Queen

Dig in the Dancing Queen

Honey honey

Honey honey, how you thrill me, ah-hah, honey honey
Honey honey, nearly kill me, ah-hah, honey honey
I'd heard about you before
I wanted to know some more
And now I know what they mean, you're a love machine 
Oh, you make me dizzy

Honey honey, let me feel it, ah-hah, honey honey
Honey honey, don't conceal it, ah-hah, honey honey
The way that you kiss goodnight (The way that you kiss me goodnight)
The way that you hold me tight (The way that you're holding me tight)
I feel like I wanna sing when you do your thing

I don't wanna hurt you, baby, I don't wanna see you cry 
So stay on the ground, girl, you better not get too high
But I'm gonna stick to you, boy, you'll never get rid of me 
There's no other place in this world where I rather would be 
Honey honey, touch me, baby, ah-hah, honey honey
Honey honey, hold me, baby, ah-hah, honey honey
You look like a movie star (You look like a movie star)
But I know just who you are (I know just who you are)
And, honey, to say the least, you're a doggone beast 

So stay on the ground, girl, you better not get too high 
There's no other place in this world where I rather would be 
Honey honey, how you thrill me, ah-hah, honey honey
Honey honey, nearly kill me, ah-hah, honey honey
I heard about you before I wanted to know some more And now I know what they mean, you're a love machine

una vuelta de tuerca más.

Ahora sí, estoy como quiero,
en un presente a puro sentimiento
sin vivir al compás del minutero
perdiendo al fin la noción del tiempo.

Se deja ver mi tesoro
aunque sea tan sólo para mí
pero me deja tranquilo
y vos sentís esa historia al fin.

Y queda una vuelta de tuerca más,
puede que un tanto lo efímero
sea cuestión de practicar
efímero para mí lo que para otro un sueño.

Un trucazo el 21 por el piso,
un abrazo el disparo de largada,
sólo así será feliz mi yo más mío
feliz de ver sonar esta zapada.

Y morirá así mi querido mister Hyde
y triunfará Sherlock Holmes,
metiéndome la desgracia donde
Papillón guardaba plata.

Siento que el viento me sopla de nuevo
al oído la frase ideal.
Caigo parado más de la cuenta
y si tropiezo ya no es fatal,
porque yo sé que queda
una vuelta de tuerca más...

Tener de amigos a mis hermanos,
tener de hermanos a mis amigos,
saber que el pasado nunca es en vano
y que nunca me faltó un ombligo.

"Haberme" querido ir al norte
y toparme con el cielo,
encontrarle el sabor a la derrota,
que se hayan inventado
"Las Pastillas del Abuelo",
y por supuesto "la 20" que explota.
Y así morirá de una vez
mi querido mister Hyde
y triunfará Sherlock Holmes,
metiéndome la desgracia donde
Papillón guardaba plata.

No sé muy bien cómo patear fuerte al medio
y no sé cuándo tirar a colocar,
Pero -eso sí- no va a cambiar:
voy a ser yo siempre el primero en patear.

Romper esquemas de los que siempre callan
gritar aunque sea una sola verdad,
y desafiar a Lucifer de visitante
aunque tenga las de perder.

Siento que el viento me sopla de nuevo
al oído la frase ideal...