Mistaken For Strangers

Debo admitir que esta canción me gusta muchísimo. Se llama "mistaken for strangers" y la canta un grupo estadounidense llamado "The National". La canción es muy buena, y aunque se oiga extraño, la voz del hombre es muy sexy. Si pueden oirla, háganlo. Verán que no me equivoco. Es una de esas canciones que pongo cuando me siento así: "Hoy estoy muy triste, pero, quiero deprimirme más, así que pondré mistaken for strangers".  ¿Si me expliqué? Jajajaja

En fin, les dejo la letra de la canción aquí abajito para que la lean mientras cantan, además de estar escuchando la sexy voz de ese hombre. Sólo una pregunta. ¿Qué canción ponen cuando se sienten como yo me siento cuando pongo ésta? Por si algún día me harta y quiero escuchar otra.

Mistaken For Strangers

You have to do it running but you do everything that they ask you to
cause you don’t mind seeing yourself in a picture
as long as you look faraway, as long as you look removed
showered and blue-blazered, fill yourself with quarters
showered and blue-blazered, fill yourself with quarters

You get mistaken for strangers by your own friends
when you pass them at night under the silvery, silvery citibank lights
arm in arm in arm and eyes and eyes glazing under
oh you wouldn’t want an angel watching over
surprise, surprise they wouldn’t wannna watch
another uninnocent, elegant fall into the unmagnificent lives of adults

Make up something to believe in your heart of hearts
so you have something to wear on your sleeve of sleeves
so you swear you just saw a feathery woman
carry a blindfolded man through the trees
showered and blue-blazered, fill yourself with quarters
showered and blue-blazered, fill yourself with quarters

You get mistaken for strangers by your own friends
when you pass them at night under the silvery, silvery citibank lights
arm in arm in arm and eyes and eyes glazing under
oh you wouldn’t want an angel watching over
surprise, surprise they wouldn’t wannna watch
another uninnocent, elegant fall into the unmagnificent lives of adults

You get mistaken for strangers by your own friends
when you pass them at night under the silvery, silvery citibank lights
arm in arm in arm and eyes and eyes glazing under
oh you wouldn’t want an angel watching over
surprise, surprise they wouldn’t wannna watch
another uninnocent, elegant fall into the unmagnificent lives of adults