Lletres:
Baez Joan Ring Them Bells

mountains are filled with lost sheep Ring them bells for the blind and the deaf Ring them bells for all of us who are left Ring them bells for the chosen

: (J. Baez) Sweet Sir Galahad Came in through the window In the night when The moon was in the yard. He took her hand in his And shook the long hair

flight While the swallows roam alone Do you hear the calling of a hundred thousand voice Hear the trembling in the stone Do you hear the angry bells ringing

: (J. Ian) Jesse come home, there's a hole in the bed Where we slept; now it's growing cold. Jesse your face, in the place where we lay By the hearth

From a lonely wooden tower. And when He knew for certain Only drowning men could see Him, He said, "All men shall be sailors then, Until the sea shall free them

: (B. Dylan) It ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe It don't matter, anyhow An' it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe If you don't know by

took the train to Richmond that fell It's a time I remember Oh, so well The night they drove Old Dixie down And all the bells were ringin' The night

: Pajarillo, pajarillo, pajarillo barranqueno, que bonitos ojos tienes, lastima que tengan dueno. ?Que pajarillo es aquel, que canta en aquella

: (D. Williams) Why is it that as we grow older and stronger The road signs point us adrift and make us afraid Saying, 'You never can win' 'Watch your