jueves, 28 de mayo de 2009

Coldplay - Viva La Vida

Era un niño algo tímido, ¿su afición? el deporte del futbol. Su gran ilusión ingresar en “La Masia” internado de futbolistas y de hombres.

Le vimos recogiendo pelotas en el Cam Nou, pasó por todas las categorías del futbol español, hasta que un día dejo Catalunya para instalarse en Italia.

Días amargos. . . pero Pep regresó y, cual Ave Fénix, resucito de sus cenizas y puso al

F.C. Barcelona donde jamás había estado: en El OLIMPO.

Tuvo que ser en Roma,ciudad magica, no podía haber sido en otro sitio; sobre la arena, unce gladiadores venciendo con dignidad.

No me gusta el futbol como competición, pero reconozco al ser humano y Jusep Guardiola es todo un ser humano. Hombre sencillo donde la palabra prepotencia no esta en su diccionario. Su himno VIVA LA VIDA de COLDPLAY.

¡¡¡VISCA EL BARÇA!!!


I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sweep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own
 
I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing:
"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"
 
One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand
 
I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
Once you go there was never, never an honest word
That was when I ruled the world
(Ohhh)
 
It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People couldn't believe what I'd become
 
Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king?
 
I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter will call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)
 
I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know Saint Peter will call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh