Los mas ricos del mundo y estimado de su fortuna
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[image: Los mas ricos 2016]
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It's a kind of magic
It's a kind of magic
A kind of magic (it's no good)
One dream, one soul, one prize, one goal
One golden glance of what should be
It's a kind of magic
One shaft of light that shows the way
No mortal man can win this day
It's a kind of magic
The bell that rings inside your mind
Is challenging the doors of time
It's a kind of magic
The waiting seems eternity
The day will dawn (ahhh) of sanity
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooooh)
Is this a kind of magic
It's a kind of magic
There can be only one
This rage that lasts a thousand years
Will soon be done
This flame that burns inside of me
I'm hearing secret harmonies
It's a kind of magic
The bell that rings inside your mind
Is challenging the doors of time
It's a kind of magic
It's a kind of magic
This rage that lasts a thousand years
Will soon be, will soon be, will soon be done (done, done)
Magic
Magic
This rage that lasts a thousand years
Will soon be, will soon be, will soon be done
This is a kind of magic
There can be only one
This rage that lasts a thousand years
Will soon be done (done)
Magic
It's a kind of magic
It's a kind of magic
Magic, magic, magic, magic
Magic
Ha, ha, ha, ha, it's magic
Doña Jer Bulsara, cuyo rostro heredó su famoso hijo, brindó una entrevista a la BBC de Londres con ocasión del próximo homenaje que Freddie Mercury recibirá este martes en Feltham, un suburbio del oeste de la capital inglesa en el que vivió el músico cuando era joven, con motivo de los 18 años de su muerte.
Durante la entrevista en la que recuerda que el verdadero nombre del ícono de la música era Farrokh Bulsara, la mujer recuerda que su familia era originaria de la India pero que vivieron en Tanzania años antes de mudarse al suburbio londinense cuando Freddie apenas era un adolescente (en 1964).
“Él realmente quería venir a Inglaterra, le atraían los países occidentales, la música occidental. Todo eso lo atraía”, indicó Bulsara, quien dijo que a pesar de convertirse en una megaestrella de la música, el cantante siempre la visitaba en Feltham y que le gustaba mucho la cocina. “Debo decir que le encantaba cocinar”.
Is this the real life - Is this just fantasy - Caught in a landside - No escape from reality - Open your eyes Look up from the skies and see - I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy - Because I'm easy come, easy go, A little high, a little low, Anyway the wind blows, doens't really matter to me, - to me -,
Mama, just killed a man, Put a gun against his head, Pulled my trigger, now he's dead, Mamma, life had just begun, But now I've gone and thrown it all away - Mama, ooo,
Too late, my time has come, Sends shivers down my spine - Body's aching all the time, Goodby everybody-I've got to go - Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth - Mama, ooo - I don't want to die, I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all -
I see a little silhouetto of a man, Scaramouch, scaramouch will you do the Fandango - Thunderbold and lightning, very very frightening me - Gallileo, Gallileo, Gallileo, Gallileo, Gallileo figaro - Magnifico, But I'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me - He's just a poor boy from a poor family - Spare him his life from this monstrosity - Easy come, easy go-, will you let met go - Bismillah! No-, we will not let you go - let him go- Bismillah! We will not let you go - let him go - Bismillah! We will not let you go - let him go - Will not let you go - let me go Will not let you go - let me go No, no, no, no, no, no, no - Mama mia, mama mia, mama mia let me go - Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me - for me -
So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye - So you think you can love me and leave me to die - Oh Bady - Can't do this to me baby - Just gotta get out - just gotta get right outta here -
Nothing really matters, Anyone can see, Nothing really matters -, nothing really maters to me,