DOCUMENTOS LETRAS DE CANCIONES RELACIONADAS CON LA SALUD (II)

Autores: Jose Ramón Núñez Alonso, Santiago Fernández Castellanos, José Manuel Carrasco

No sé qué me das

Fangoria

Puede que sólo sea artificial.
Puede que a mi manera me sirva para olvidar.
Prometí que nunca volvería a caer.
Pero esta vez no lo quiero evitar.
Y es que me hace volar.
Como el águila que vuela en libertad.
Sobre el valle lejos de la tempestad.
Como el viento cuando cruza la ciudad.
Con el rumbo fijo y sin mirar atrás.
No sé que me das.
Que me hace volar…

Más alto de lo que nunca soñé.
Puede que sólo dure un poco más.
Dicen que lo que sube también tiene que bajar.
Como el sol entre la nubes hacia el horizonte irá.
Sabiendo que mañana amanecerá.
Y es que me hace volar… (bis).

Como una montaña se vuelve volcán.
Y de un remolino surge un huracán.
Como una granada a punto de explotar.
Como el Dr. Jeckyll se transforma en Hyde.

Cockles and Mussels

(Written and composed by James Yorkston)

In Dublin's fair city, 
where the girls are so pretty 
I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone 
As she wheel'd her wheel barrow 
Thro' streets broad and narrow 

(Chorus)
Crying "Cockles and Mussels alive, alive O!"
Alive, alive O! Alive, alive O
Crying Cockles and Mussels Alive, alive O!

She was a fishmonger, 
But sure 'twas no wonder, 
For so were her father and mother before, 
And they each wheel'd their barrow 
Thro' streets broad and narrow, 
(Repeat Chorus)

She died of a fever 
And no one could save her, 
And that was the end of sweet Molly Malone; 
But her ghost wheels her barrow 
Thro' streets broad and narrow 
(Repeat Chorus)

Pudding and pie

Georgie Porgie, pudding and pie

Kissed the girls and made them cry.

When the boys came out to play

Georgie Porgie ran away.

Pussy Cat

Pussy cat, pussy cat,
Where have you been?
I've been to London
To look at the Queen.

Pussy cat, pussy cat,

How did you go?

Oh, I just took a motorcar

Over the snow.

Pussy cat, pussy cat,
What did you there?
I frightened a little mouse
Under her chair.

Pussy cat, pussy cat,

Did she ask you to dine?

Yes, on rat pies, boiled mice

And gooseberry wine.

Jack Sprat

Jack Sprat could eat no fat,

His wife could eat no lean.

And so between the both of them,

They licked the platter clean.

Jack ate all the lean,

Joan ate all the fat.

The bone they picked it clean.

Then gave it to the cat.

Jack Sprat was wheeling

His wife by the ditch.

The barrow turned over,

And in she did pitch.

Says Jack ‘She'll be drowned!’

But Joan did reply,

‘1 don't think I shall

For the ditch is quite dry.

An apple a day

An apple a day
Sends the doctor away.

Apple in the morning
Doctor's warning.

Roast apple at night
Starves the doctor outright.

Eat an apple going to bed
Knock the doctor on the head.

Three each day, seven days a week
Ruddy apple, ruddy cheek.

Fish story

One, two, three, four, five –
Once I caught a fish alive.
Six, seven, eight, nine, ten –
Then I let it go again.
Why did I let it go?
Because it bit my finger so.
Which finger did it bite?
The little finger on the right.

Green cheese

Ice-cream

Ice-cream, a penny a lump

On top of spaghetti

On top of spaghetti,
All covered with cheese,
I lost my poor meatball
When somebody sneezed.

It rolled off the table
And onto the floor,
And then my poor meatball
Rolled right out the door!

It rolled in a garden
And under a bush
Now my poor meatball
Was nothing but mush

The mush was as tasty
As tasty could be
Early next summer
It grew into a tree

The tree was all covered
With beautiful moss
It grew lovely meatballs
In a tomato sauce

So if you like spaghetti
All covered with cheese
Hold on to your meatballs
And DON'T EVER SNEEZE!

A-A-A-CHOO !!

Pat-a-cake

Peter, Peter, pumpkin eater

Polly, put the kettle on