El lunes que surgio del frío

Acongojaito estoy de la que nos espera ahí fuera esta mañana. Nada mejor que llegar ateridos de frío al curro donde la calefacción, tras el fin de semana, echará aire helado hasta que "entre en calor". Lo peor de todo esto es que ni siquiera voy a ser capaz de pillar una gripe decente que me tenga en cama una semanita bien abrigado y a base de calditos. En fin, estos últimos días he estado más relajado que de costumbre, he avanzado algo las lecturas atrasadas y hemos departido amigablemente con los colegas... No todo va a ser actualizar el blog, aunque al final yo mismo eche de menos el tener esto "al día". Les dejo a todos ustedes con un tema de lo más apropiado, tema que han interpretado multitud de artistas... Yo les sugiero el dueto entre Tom Jones y Ceris (del grupo Catatonia). Es tan larga que la pongo de esa forma, porque separada en versos se comería medio blog. Brrrrrrrrrr, no tengo narices a salir a la calle, pero no queda más remedio. Ale, tengan cuidado ahí fuera.

Baby, It's cold outside
Tom Jones/Ceris


I really can’t stay / But baby it’s cold outside / I’ve got to go ’way / But baby it’s cold outside / This evening has been / Been hoping that you’d drop in / So very nice / I’ll hold your hands they’re just like ice.

My mother will start to worry / Beautiful what’s your hurry? / And father will be pacing the floor / Listen to the fireplace roar / So really I’d better scurry / Beautiful please don’t hurry / Well maybe just a half a drink more / Put some music on while I pour.

The neighbors might think / But baby it’s bad out there / Say what’s in this drink / No cabs to be had out there / I wish I knew how / Your eyes are like starlight now / To break this spell / I’ll take your hat your hair looks swell.

I oughta say no no no sir / Mind if I move a bit closer? / At least I’m gonna say that I tried / What’s the sense of hurting my pride / I really can’t stay / Oh baby don’t hold out / Ah, but it’s cold outside / Baby it’s cold outside

I simply must go / But baby it’s cold outside / The answer is no / Ooh baby it’s cold outside / The welcome has been / How lucky that you dropped in / So nice and warm / Look out the window at that storm.

My sister will be suspicious / My your lips look delicious / My brother will be there at the door / Waves upon a tropical shore / My maiden aunt’s mind is vicious / Gosh your lips are delicious / Well maybe just a half-a-drink more / Never such a blizzard before. /
I’ve got to get home / But baby you’d freeze out there / Say lend me a comb / It’s up to your knees out there / You’ve really been grand / I thrill when you touch my hand / But don’t you see / How can you do this thing to me?

There’s bound to be talk tomorrow / Think of my lifelong sorrow / At least there will be plenty implied / If you caught pneumonia and died / I really can’t stay / Get over that old doubt, / Ah, but it’s cold outside / Baby it’s cold outside

It’s cold out side. / It’s cold out side.