Somewhere only we know.

¡Muy buenas tardes de viernes!
Espero que tengáis un fin de semana fantástico por delante (as we do!).
Os dejo este vídeo de esta preciosa canción de Keane, con letra para ver qué podemos aprehender de ella.


Qué tengáis un finde genial, si es posible, somewhere only you both now.




I walked across an empty land
I knew the pathway like the back of my hand 
I felt the earth beneath my feet
(me sabía el camino como la palma de mi mano)
Sat by the river and it made me complete


Oh simple thing where have you gone
I'm getting old (to get old: hacerse mayor) and I need something to rely on (confiar)
So tell me when you're gonna let me in (dejar entrar -en sentido figurado-).
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin


I came across (encontrarse con algo/alguien) a fallen tree
I felt the branches (ramas) of it looking at me
Is this the place we used to love
Is this the place that I've been dreaming of
(¿es este el lugar con el que he estado soñando?)


Oh simple thing where have you gone
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and i need somewhere to begin


And if you have a minute why don't we go
talk about it somewhere only we know
this could be the end of everything
so why don't we go
somewhere only we know