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title: "Letras Pop"
url: "https://fcuba.net/threads/11779-letras-pop"
forum: "Foro UIJ"
author: "Luis Enrique Caser Reyna"
published: "2018-02-12T14:41:33.000Z"
updated: "2018-02-19T20:24:22.000Z"
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# Letras Pop

In [Foro UIJ](https://fcuba.net/forums/433-foro-uij.md), started by Luis Enrique Caser Reyna on 2018-02-12T14:41:33.000Z.

## Luis Enrique Caser Reyna, [2018-02-12T14:41:33.000Z](https://fcuba.net/threads/11779-letras-pop#post-142957)

> Hola chicos y chicas aquí estará el espacio para las letras de las canciones más hermosas.
> Aquí les va la primera.
>
> Ed Sheeran
> Galway Girl
>
> She played the fiddle in an Irish band
> But she fell in love with an English man
> Kissed her on the neck and then I took her by the hand
> Said: Baby, I just want to dance
>
> I met her on Grafton Street right outside of the bar
> She shared a cigarette with me while her brother played the guitar
> She asked me: What does it mean, the Gaelic ink on your arm?
> Said it was one of my friend&\#039;s songs, do you want to drink on?
> She took Jamie as a chaser, Jack for the fun
> She got Arthur on the table with Johnny riding a shotgun
> Chatted some more, one more drink at the bar
> Then put Van on the jukebox, got up to dance
>
> You know, she played the fiddle in an Irish band
> But she fell in love with an English man
> Kissed her on the neck and then I took her by the hand
> Said: Baby, I just want to dance
> With my pretty little Galway Girl
> You&\#039;re my pretty little Galway Girl
>
> You know, she beat me at darts and then she beat me at pool
> And then she kissed me like there was nobody else in the room
> As last orders were called was when she stood on the stool
> After dancing to céilidh singing to trad tunes
> I never heard Carrickfergus ever sung so sweet
> Acapella in the bar using her feet for a beat
> Oh, I could have that voice playing on repeat for a week
> And in this packed out room swear she was singing to me
>
> You know, she played the fiddle in an Irish band
> But she fell in love with an English man
> Kissed her on the neck and then I took her by the hand
> Said: Baby, I just want to dance
> My pretty little Galway Girl
> My, my, my, my, my, my, my Galway Girl
> My, my, my, my, my, my, my Galway Girl
> My, my, my, my, my, my, my Galway Girl
>
> And now we&\#039;ve outstayed our welcome and it&\#039;s closing time
> I was holding her hand, her hand was holding mine
> Our coats both smell of smoke, whisky and wine
> As we fill up our lungs with the cold air of the night
> I walked her home then she took me inside
> To finish some Doritos and another bottle of wine
> I swear I&\#039;m gonna put you in a song that I write
> About a Galway Girl and a perfect night
>
> She played the fiddle in an Irish band
> But she fell in love with an English man
> Kissed her on the neck and then I took her by the hand
> Said: Baby, I just want to dance
> My pretty little Galway Girl
> My, my, my, my, my, my, my Galway Girl
> My, my, my, my, my, my, my Galway Girl
> My, my, my, my, my, my, my Galway Girl

## Luis Enrique Caser Reyna, [2018-02-12T14:54:38.000Z](https://fcuba.net/threads/11779-letras-pop#post-142960)

> Aquí les va otro exitazo.
> Shawn Mendes
> There&\#039;s nothing holdin&\#039; me back
>
> I wanna follow where she goes
> I think about her and she knows it
> I wanna let her take control
> &\#039;Cause every time that she gets close, yeah
>
> She pulls me in enough to keep me guessing, mmm
> Maybe I should stop and start confessing
> Confessing, yeah
>
> Oh, I&\#039;ve been shaking
> I love it when you go crazy
> You take all my inhibitions
> Baby, there&\#039;s nothing holdin&\#039; me back
> You take me places that tear up my reputation
> Manipulate my decisions
> Baby, there&\#039;s nothing holdin&\#039; me back
> There&\#039;s nothing holdin&\#039; me back
> There&\#039;s nothing holdin&\#039; me back
>
> She says that she&\#039;s never afraid
> Just picture everybody naked
> She really doesn&\#039;t like to wait
> Not really into hesitation
>
> Pulls me in enough to keep me guessing, whoa
> And maybe I should stop and start confessing
> Confessing, yeah
>
> Oh, I&\#039;ve been shaking
> I love it when you go crazy
> You take all my inhibitions
> Baby, there&\#039;s nothing holdin&\#039; me back
> You take me places that tear up my reputation
> Manipulate my decisions
> Baby, there&\#039;s nothing holdin&\#039; me back
> There&\#039;s nothing holdin&\#039; me back
>
> &\#039;Cause if we lost our minds and we took it way too far
> I know we&\#039;d be alright, know we would be alright
> If you are by my side and we stumbled in the dark
> I know we&\#039;d be alright, I know we would be alright
> &\#039;Cause if we lost our minds and we took it way too far
> I know we&\#039;d be alright, I know we would be alright
> If you are by my side and we stumbled in the dark
> I know we&\#039;d be alright, we would be alright
>
> Oh, I&\#039;ve been shaking
> I love it when you go crazy
> You take all my inhibitions
> Baby, there&\#039;s nothing holdin&\#039; me back
> You take me places that tear up my reputation
> Manipulate my decisions
> Baby, there&\#039;s nothing holdin&\#039; me back
> There&\#039;s nothing holdin&\#039; me back
> I feel so free when you&\#039;re with me, baby
> Baby, there&\#039;s nothing holdin&\#039; me back

## Claudia_old, [2018-02-12T15:03:14.000Z](https://fcuba.net/threads/11779-letras-pop#post-142962)

> Aunque ya tiene unos cuantos años creo que los clasicos no pasan de moda y debo admitir que esta cancion aún me emociona cuando la escucho
>
> **The sound of silence**
> **Simon & Garfunkel**
>
> Hello darkness, my old friend
> I&\#039;ve come to talk with you again
> Because a vision softly creeping
> Left its seeds while I was sleeping
> And the vision that was planted in my brain
> Still remains
>
>
> Within the sound of silence
> In restless dreams I walked alone
> Narrow streets of cobblestone
> Neath the halo of a street lamp
> I turned my collar to the cold and damp
> When my eyes were stabbed
> By the flash of a neon light
> That split the night
> And touched the sound of silence.
>
>
> And in the naked light I saw
> Ten thousand people, maybe more.
> People talking without speaking
> People hearing without listening
> People writing songs
> That voices never share
> And no one dare
> Disturb the sound of silence
>
>
> "Fools" said I
> You do not know silence like a cancer grows
> Hear my words that I might teach you
> Take my arms that I might reach you
> But my words like silent raindrops fell
> And echoed in the wells of silence
>
>
> And the people bowed and prayed
> To the neon god they made
> And the sign flashed out its warning
> In the words that it was forming
> And the sign said
> "The words of the prophets
> Are written on the subway walls
> And tenement halls
> And whispered in the sounds of silence"

## Luis Enrique Caser Reyna, [2018-02-19T20:24:22.000Z](https://fcuba.net/threads/11779-letras-pop#post-143435)

> Escuchen esta amigos y amigas.
> Shawn Mendes
> Stitches
>
> I thought that I&\#039;ve been hurt before
> But no one&\#039;s ever left me quite this sore
> Your words cut deeper than a knife
> Now I need someone to breathe me back to life
> Got a feeling that I&\#039;m going under
> But I know that I&\#039;ll make it out alive
> If I quit calling you my lover
> And move on
>
> You watch me bleed until I can&\#039;t breathe
> Shaking, falling onto my knees
> And now that I&\#039;m without your kisses
> I&\#039;ll be needing stitches
> Tripping over myself
> Aching, begging you to come help
> And now that I&\#039;m without your kisses
> I&\#039;ll be needing stitches
>
> Just like a moth drawn to a flame
> Oh, you lured me in, I couldn&\#039;t sense the pain
> Your bitter heart cold to the touch
> Now I&\#039;m gonna reap what I sow
> I&\#039;m left seeing red on my own
> Got a feeling that I&\#039;m going under
> But I know that I&\#039;ll make it out alive
> If I quit calling you my lover
> And move on
>
> You watch me bleed until I can&\#039;t breathe
> Shaking, falling onto my knees
> And now that I&\#039;m without your kisses
> I&\#039;ll be needing stitches
> Tripping over myself
> Aching, begging you to come help
> And now that I&\#039;m without your kisses
> I&\#039;ll be needing stitches
>
> Needle and the thread
> Gotta get you out of my head
> Needle and the thread
> Gonna wind up dead
> Needle and the thread
> Gotta get you out of my head
> Needle and the thread
> Gonna wind up dead
>
> Needle and the thread
> Gotta get you out of my head
> Needle and the thread
> Gonna wind up dead
> Needle and the thread
> Gotta get you out of my head, get you out of my head
>
> You watch me bleed until I can&\#039;t breathe
> Shaking, falling onto my knees
> (Falling on my knees)
> And now that I&\#039;m without your kisses
> I&\#039;ll be needing stitches
> (And I&\#039;ll be needing stitches)
> Tripping over myself
> Aching, begging you to come help
> (Begging, baby, please)
> And now that I&\#039;m without your kisses
> I&\#039;ll be needing stitches
>
> (And now that)
> I&\#039;m without your kisses
> I&\#039;ll be needing stitches
> (And now that)
> I&\#039;m without your kisses
> I&\#039;ll be needing stitches