Strawberry fields

Din comoditatea caracteristica am facut o pauza de mazgaleli pe pagini virtuale... Totusi un semn primit ieri, tot pe cale virtuala ma impinge sa mazgalesc... Mesajul era trimis de Dalai Lama... prin bunavointza bunelor mele prietene Bia si Maria, asa mi-am dat seama k e un semn.. Am aflat ca modul meu de a privi viatza este minunata piesa "Strawbeey fields".. Acum nu stiu daca aceasta concluzie ma flateaza in vreun fel.. Asa ca ma simt "datoare" pun versurile aici..

Strawberry Fileds

"Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields.

Nothing is real and nothing to get hung about.

Strawberry Fields forever.

Living is easy with eyes closed, misunderstanding all you see.

It's getting hard to be someone but it all works out.

It doesn't matter much to me.

Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields.

Nothing is real and nothing to get hung about.

Strawberry Fields forever.

No one I think is in my tree, I mean it must be high or low.

That is you can't you know tune in but it's all right.

That is I think it's not too bad.

Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields.

Nothing is real and nothing to get hung about.

Strawberry Fields forever.

Always no sometimes think it's me, but you know I know when it's a dream.

I think I know I mean "Yes," but it's all wrong.

That is I think I disagree.

Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields.

Nothing is real and nothing to get hung about.

Strawberry Fields forever.

Strawberry Fields forever.

Strawberry Fields forever."