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"alumbra mi fuego"

The Doors – Light my fire
You know that it would be untrue
You know that I would be a liar
If I was to say to you
Girl, we couldn’t get much higher
Come on baby, light my fire
Come on baby, light my fire
Try to set the night on fire

Time to hesitate is through
No time to wallow in the mire
Try now we can only lose
And our love become a funeral pyre

Come on baby, light my fire
Come on baby, light my fire
Try to set the night on fire

Aouh, come on!
Come on, babe!

Yeah! come on!
Come on!

Woaouh! yeah!

It was the greatest night of my life.
Although I still had not found a wife
I had my friends
Right there beside me.
We were close together.
We tripped the wall, we scaled the graveyard
Ancient shapes were all around us.
The wet dew felt fresh beside the fog.
Two made love in an ancient spot
One chased a rabbit into the dark
A girl got drunk and balled the dead
And I gave empty sermons to my head.
Cemetary, cool and quiet
Hate to leave your sacred lay
Dread the milky coming of the day.

Ah, ah, ah, ah! x7
Aah, aah, aah, aah, aah
Aah, aah, aah, aaah!

Time to hesitate is through
No time to wallow in the mire
Try now we can only lose
And our love become a funeral pyre

Come on baby, light my fire
Come on baby, light my fire
Try to set the night on fire

Know that it would be untrue
You know that I would be a liar
If I was to say to you
Girl, we couldn’t get much higher

Come on baby, light my fire
Come on baby, light my fire
Try to set the night on fire x4

All right, all right!
All right!

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Lightmy Fire es un buen ejemplo de los viajes misticos que se metía Jim Morrison. Me produce una extraña sensación, mitad embrujo, mitad dosis de alegría. Me encanta su solo de Hammond, de organo para los menos entendido, pues hay que decir que el teclista de los Doors era sencillamente sensacional. Fijaros en lo bien compajinados que estan los sonidos del organo con los de la guitarra, la perfecta sinfonia que crean, pero sobretodo disfrutad de los acordes del Hammond del comienzo, esa entradilla. Sumergiros en la canción junto a la voz profunda de Jim, contemplad la maravilla de cantante que se ha perdido el siglo XXI, aunque quizas todo es mejor así, Jim exploró todo lo que necesitaba, murió como los heroes jovenes, como un buen rockero, y como tal nunca morirá en nuestros corazones. Alumbrame mi fuego nena, que con los Doors entro en un trnace que sólo ellos me lo transmiten…

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