Personal stories culled from memories. From childhood to adulthood. From living in the Philippines to settling in Canada.
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Baby I'm Yours.
BABY I'M YOURS
by Artic Monkeys
Baby, I'm yours (baby, I'm yours)
And I'll be yours (yours) until the stars fall from the sky,
Yours (yours) until the rivers all run dry
In other words, until I die
Baby, I'm yours (baby, I'm yours)
And I'll be yours (yours) until the sun no longer shines,
Yours (yours) until the poets run out of rhyme
In other words, until the end of time
I'm gonna stay right here by your side,
Do my best to keep you satisfied
Nothin' in the world can drive me away
'Cause every day, you'll hear me say
Baby, I'm yours (baby, I'm yours)
And I'll be yours (yours) until two and two is three,
Yours (yours) until the mountains crumble to the sea
In other words, until eternity
Baby, I'm yours'
'Til the stars fall from the sky
Baby, I'm yours
'Til the rivers all run dry
Baby, I'm yours'
'Til the poets run out of rhyme.
"Baby I'm Yours" loosely translated into Tagalog would be " Mahal, Sa Iyo Lamang Ako." Tagalog is always refreshing to hear and to speak; it's the only other language I speak fluently aside from Anglais. Don't speak Mandarin or ever attempted to learn it.
Opposite of this would be "Baby Ko, Sa Akin Ka Lang, Ha?" That'd be one request Emily Post would consider polite.
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