Arystor’s Blog

Esto me pasa a mi y a unos cuantos que escuchan el inglés por el “ass”. Llevo escuchando durante un tiempo una canción en todas partes, en la radio, en el trabajo, a todas horas. Siempre pensé que decía esto:

Baby!, Baby blue
Put your loving hand out, baby

Pero en realidad decía esto:

Beggin, beggin you
Put your loving hand out baby

Así que mi búsqueda fue una batalla perdida desde el principio, una canción que a fuerza de escucharla constantemente la tenía en la cabeza por donde fuera, pero muy malamente.

Finalmente, entre una guerra entre Chinuka y yo por ver cual de los dos encontraba la respuesta antes, como es obvio, perdí. Gracias a mi derrota ahora se que la canción es Beggin y que la canta Madcon. En fin, aquí dejo este video musical, creo que es la primera vez que pongo algo de esto en el blog.

La letra, para los curiosos, lo dejo en el salto…

Beggin

[Tshawe Baqwa]
Oooooh
Put your loving hand out, baby
I’m beggin

Beggin, beggin you
Put your loving hand out baby
Beggin, beggin you
Put your loving hand out darling

Ridin’ high, when I was king
Played it hard and fast, ’cause I had everything
Walked away, wonderin’ then
But easy come and easy go
And it would end

[Yosef Wolde-Mariam]

So ah, any time I need ya, let me go
Any time I feed ya, get me low
Any time I see ya, let me know
But I planted that seed, just let me go

I’m on my knees when I’m (beggin)
‘Cause I don’t want to lose (you)
I got my arms so spread
And I hope that my heart gets fed
Matter of fact, gonna beg

[Tshawe Baqwa]
Beggin, beggin you
Put your loving hand out baby
Beggin, beggin you
Put your loving hand out darling

[Yosef Wolde-Mariam]
I need you, (yeeah) to understand
Tried so hard
To be your man
The kind of man you want in the end
Only then can I begin to live again

[Tshawe Baqwa]
An empty shell
I used to be
Shadow of my life
Was hangin’ over me

A broken man
But I don’t know
Won’t even stand the devils chance
To win my soul

[Yosef Wolde-Mariam]
What we doin’? What we chasin’?
What about ‘em, why da basement?
Why we got good shit, don’t embrace it?
Why to feel for da need to replacement?

Ya’ on a runway track from the good
I want to paint in the pictures any way we could, react
Like the heart in a trash where you should
You done gave it away, ya’ had it till you took it back

But I keep walkin’ on
Keep rockin’ dawns
Keep walking forward
Now the court is yours
Keep browsin’ halls
‘Cause I don’t wanna live in a broken home girl I’m beggin

[Tshawe Baqwa]
Beggin, beggin you
Put your loving hand out baby
Beggin, beggin you
Put your loving hand out darling

[Yosef Wolde-Mariam]
I’m fighting hard
To hold my own
I just can’t make it
All alone

I’m holdin’ on
I can’t fall back
I’m just a con
‘Bout to fade to black

[Tshawe Baqwa]
Beggin, beggin you
Put your love in hand out baby
Beggin, beggin you
Put your love in hand out darling

Beggin, beggin you
Put your love in hand out baby
Beggin, beggin you
Put your love in hand out darling

Beggin, beggin you
Put your love in hand out baby
Beggin, beggin you
Put your love in hand out darling.