Don McLean (nacido el 2 de octubre de 1945 en New Rochelle, Nueva York) es un cantautor estadounidense, principalmente famoso por su balada de 1971 "American Pie", sobre un suceso conocido como -El Día Que La Música Murió- y que involucra la muerte de Buddy Holly, Ritchie Valens y Big Booper en un accidente aéreo. Este tema, en 2001, fue versionado por Madonna en su disco "Music". Un poema sobre McLean, "Killing Me Softly With His Blues" de Lori Lieberman
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
EmCG Sometimes when I'm thinkin' that love's not around AmEmAmB7 My heart begins sinkin', I don't hear a sound EmCG And the world is in blackness, no light shines on me AmEmAmB7 I suffer no blindness, no one can I see EmCG Then a flash from the heavens like a loud jagged wire AmEmB7Em And the silence is broken, and the night is on fire.
Chorus:
EmCG It's like chain lightning, this love that I feel. AmEmAmB7 Who know's where it strikes or when it will hit, AmEmB7Em How long it will last, or when............ it will quit.
Chords repeated for rest of song:
Verse 2:
In the forest I'm burning, struck down by the blast The fever is churning, and the heat rises fast. and those standing nearest can show their concern but I swear if they touch me that they too will burn. They fear for their lives for death will soon dwell in the warmth of your love is the fire of hell.
(Chorus)
Verse 3:
And soon the sparks scatter and wind whips the flame and love will soon shatter what it cannot tame and the cycle continues, from life into dust for I am now in you with the fire of lust. And I hear the explosion, of thunder and rain, the water is falling, the ashes remain.
(Chorus)
Verse 4:
The Indian's tell us that the Phoenix can rise from the smoldering ashes that once were my eyes and watch beautiful colours from black and from grey be formed into wings and take me away where evil is darkness and goodness is light and love is the lightning that cuts through the night and strikes only once in a dark place in time and forms a gold stairway that all of us climb.