mi papá tenía 15 años, mi mamá iba a cumplir 12 y faltaban 16 años para que naciéramos mi hermano y yo, y el mundo ya había cambiado

¿A poco no es poca madre treparse un taxi y escuchar La Hora de los Beatles? Esta entrada va dedicada a Viri, esa personita especial con quien aprendí a escuchar a los bicles, porque no basta con que te gusten...

Picture yourself on a boat on a river

With tangerine trees and marmalade skies

Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly

A girl with kaleidoscope eyes

Cellophane flowers of yellow and green

Towering over your head

Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes and she's gone

Lucy in the sky with diamonds

Lucy in the sky with diamonds

Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah

Follow her down to a bridge by a fountain

Where rocking horse people eat marshmallow pies

Everyone smiles as you drift

past the flowers that grow so incredibly high

taxies appear on the shores

Waiting to take you away

Climb in the back with your head in the clouds

and you're gone

Lucy in the sky with diamonds

Lucy in the sky with diamonds

Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah

Picture yourself in a train in a station

With plasticine porters with looking glass ties

Suddenly someone is there at the turnstile

The girl with kaleidoscope eyes

Lucy in the sky with diamonds

Lucy in the sky with diamonds

Lucy in the sky with diamonds, ah

Lucy in the sky with diamonds

Lucy in the sky with diamonds

in the sky with diamonds, ah