The Carpenters



(Stop)
Oh yes, wait a minute Mister Postman.
(Wait)
Wait, Mister Postman.

Please Mister Postman, look and see
(Oh yeah)
if there's a letter in your bag for me.
(Please, please, Mister Postman)
Why's it takin' such a long time
(Oh yeah)
for me to hear from that boy of mine?

There must be some word today
from my boyfriend so far away.
Please Mister Postman, look and see
if there's a letter, a letter for me.

I've been standin' here waitin', Mister Postman.
so patiently
for just a card, or just a letter,
sayin' he's returnin' home to me.

(Mister Postman)
Mister Postman, look and see
(Oh yeah)
if there's a letter in your bag for me.
(Please, Please, Mister Postman)
Why's it takin' such a long time
(Oh yeah)
for me to hear from that boy of mine?

So many days you passed me by,
see the tears standin' in my eyes.
You didn't stop to make me feel better
by leavin' me a card or a letter.

(Mister Postman)
Mister Postman, look and see
(Oh yeah)
if there's a letter in your bag for me.
(Please, please, Mister Postman)
Why's it takin' such a long time
(Why don't you check it and see one more time for me, you gotta)
Wait a minute
Wait a minute
Wait a minute
Wait a minute
(Mister Postman)
Mister Postman, look and see
(C'mon deliver the letter, the sooner the better)
Mister Postman

Peter, Paul & Mary
Letra y Música: John Denver



All my bags are packed,
I'm ready to go.
I'm standin' here outside your door.
I hate to wake you up to say goodbye,
but the dawn is breakin',
it's early morn',
the taxis waitin',
he's blowin' his horn.
Already I'm so lonesome
I could die.

So kiss me and smile for me,
tell me that you'll wait for me,
hold me like you'll never let me go.
I'm leavin' on a jet plane,
don't know when I'll be back again.
Oh babe, I hate to go.

There's so many times I've let you down,
so many times I've played around.
I tell you now, they don't mean a thing.
Evry place I go, I'll think of you.
Evry song I sing, I'll sing for you.
When I come back, I'll bring your wedding ring.

So kiss me and smile for me,
tell me that you'll wait for me,
hold me like you'll never let me go.
I'm leavin' on a jet plane,
don't know when I'll be back again.
Oh babe, I hate to go.

Now the time has come to leave you.
One more time,
let me kiss you.
Then close your eyes,
I'll be on my way.
Dream about the days to come
when I won't have to leave alone,
about the times I won't have to say.

Kiss me and smile for me,
tell me that you'll wait for me,
hold me like you'll never let me go.
I'm leavin' on a jet plane,
don't know when I'll be back again.
Oh babe, I hate to go.

I'm leavin' on a jet plane,
Don't know when I'll be back again.
Oh babe, I hate to go.

Silvio Rodríguez
Letra y Música: Silvio Rodríguez

Ojalá que las hojas no te toquen el cuerpo cuando caigan
para que no las puedas convertir en cristal.
Ojalá que la lluvia deje de ser milagro que baja por tu cuerpo.
Ojalá que la Luna pueda salir sin ti.
Ojalá que la tierra no te bese los pasos.

Ojalá se te acabe la mirada constante, la palabra precisa, la sonrisa perfecta.
Ojalá pase algo que te borre de pronto:
una luz cegadora, un disparo de nieve.
Ojalá por lo menos que me lleve la muerte,
para no verte tanto, para no verte siempre,
en todos los segundos, en todas las visiones.
Ojalá que no pueda tocarte ni en canciones.

Ojalá que la aurora no dé gritos que caigan en mi espalda.
Ojalá que tu nombre se le olvide a esa voz.
Ojalá las paredes no retengan tu ruido de camino cansado.
Ojalá que el deseo se vaya tras de ti,
a tu viejo gobierno de difuntos y flores.

Ojalá se te acabe la mirada constante, la palabra precisa, la sonrisa perfecta.
Ojalá pase algo que te borre de pronto:
una luz cegadora, un disparo de nieve.
Ojalá por lo menos que me lleve la muerte,
para no verte tanto, para no verte siempre
en todos los segundos, en todas las visiones.
Ojalá que no pueda tocarte ni en canciones.