martes, 16 de junio de 2009

Recalificando el paraíso

Big Yellow Taxi

They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot

With a pink hotel, a boutique

And a swinging hot spot
Don't it always seem to go

That you don't know what you've got

'Till it's gone

They paved paradise

And put up a parking lot


They took all the trees

Put 'em in a tree museum

And they charged the people

A dollar an a half just to see 'em

Don't it always seem to go

That you don't know what you've got

'Till it's gone

They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot

Hey farmer farmer

Put away that D.D.T. now

Give me spots on my apples

But leave me the birds and the bees

Please!

Don't it always seem to go

That you don't know what you've got

'Till it's gone

They paved paradise

And put up a parking lot


Late last night

I heard the screen door slam

And a big yellow taxi

Took away my old man

Don't it always seem to go

That you don't know what you've got

'Till it's gone

They paved paradise

And put up a parking lot


Joni Mitchell