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Los años ochenta fueron mis años de juventud
Decía el gran maestro Zen
Mick Jagger:
« De jóvenes éramos guapos, alegres, ilusionados y gilipollas
Ahora sólo somos gilipollas »
Lo suscribo.
Fue una gran década
La viví con intensidad
Con locura
Bajé a los infiernos
Viví en el Paraíso
Y no me arrepiento de nada
Fue una gran época...
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When I was seventeen
It was a very good year
It was a very good year for small town girls
And soft summer nights
We'd hide from the lights
On the village green
When I was seventeen
When I was twenty-one
It was a very good year
It was a very good year for city girls
Who lived up the stair
With all that perfumed hair
And it came undone
When I was twenty-one
When I was thirty-five
It was a very good year
It was a very good year for blue-blooded girls
Of independent means
We'd ride in limousines
Their chauffeurs would drive
When I was thirty-five
But now the days are short
I'm in the autumn of the year
And now I think of my life as vintage wine
From fine old kegs
From the brim to the dregs
And it poured sweet and clear
It was a very good year
