Día del Refresco

"Nora" (Richard Shindell)

New York has been buried in snow since last Saturday

The papers said the storm had passed over you

Thank you for the play you wrote about Heloise

And her injury at the hand of an almighty memory

And I might have guessed

That you'd press a rose in the pages

Where Abelard confesses 

His love and his pain

To her lips

And Nora, it was no sin

They could turn the other cheek

Or take it on the chin 

But Nora, it was no sin

So Christmas was as blue for you as it was for me

All those angels trumpeting their ecstasy

Your husband has accepted the parish in Greenland

I met him drowning his vows at the bar

And there we raised

The first and the next

And a third glass to you

Hunched on our bar-stools

Calling our truce

By your name

And Nora, there is no sin 

We can turn the other cheek

Or take it on the chin

But Nora, there is no sin 

Nora, there is no sin 

Nora, there is no sin

Se termina octubre la semana que viene

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THE KINKS - THE SINGLES COLLECTION

THE KINKS - BBC SESSIONS 1964-1977

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