Wild night

Esta canción me da la tranquilidad de los buenos recuerdos. En coche, con mis padres, viajando a alguna parte y yo botando en mi asiento como si fuera una pelota de goma. Era bonito verles, desde la parte de detrás del coche, cómo se miraban de manera cómplice. Cómo mi madre me tocaba la pierna y me acariciaba mientras veía por el retrovisor que me sonreía. Y es que, pocas “wild nights” necesitamos. Que la vida consiste en poco, ¡pero cuánto! Han pasado muchos años pero la calidez de esos recuerdos me hacen tan feliz que ya sé qué clase de vida (y mundo) quiero.

Van Morrison (The essential Van Morrison)

As you brush your shoes, stand before the mirror
And you comb your hair, grab your coat and hat
And you walk the streets trying to remember
All the wild nights breezes in your memory ever
And every thing looks so complete
When you're walking out on the streets
And the wind, it catches your feet
Sets you flying, crying
Ooh wee, a wild night, is calling, alright
Ooh wee, wild night, is calling
All the girls walk by, dressed up for each other
And the boys, do the boogie woogie
On the corner of the street
And the people passing by, stare in wild wonder
And inside the jukebox roars just like thunder
And every thing looks so complete
When you're walking out on the streets
And the wind, it catches your feet
Sets you flying, crying
Ooh ooh ooh wee, wild night, is calling, alright
Ooh ooh ooh wee, wild night, is calling, alright
Wild night, is calling
The wild night is calling
C'mon out and dance, c'mon out and make romance
C'mon out and dance, c'mon out make romance
Wild night, is calling
The wild night is calling
C'mon out and dance, c'mon out and make romance
C'mon out and dance, c'mon out make romance