September 5th, 2008

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Poetry Friday -- ABBA

I worship Meryl Streep.
And I get a huge kick outta ABBA.
And if anyone has ever had as much fun making a movie as the folks who just made Mamma Mia, I'd like to hear about it.

I mean, this was not the sing-a-long version that we saw and still, we were bringin' the house down.
Whoa-boy, is it a hoot.
If you haven't gone yet, I'll go with you.
I want to go again.

In the meantime, my Poetry Friday is of the Swedish pop variety.
Enjoy, my friends. Enjoy...

Chiquitita, tell me whats wrong
You're enchained by your own sorrow
In your eyes there is no hope for tomorrow
How I hate to see you like this
There is no way you can deny it
I can see that youre oh so sad, so quiet

Chiquitita, tell me the truth
Im a shoulder you can cry on
Your best friend, Im the one you must rely on
You were always sure of yourself
Now I see youve broken a feather
I hope we can patch it up together

Chiquitita, you and I know
How the heartaches come and they go and the scars theyre leaving
Youll be dancing once again and the pain will end
You will have no time for grieving
Chiquitita, you and I cry
But the sun is still in the sky and shining above you
Let me hear you sing once more like you did before
Sing a new song, chiquitita
Try once more like you did before
Sing a new song, chiquitita

(Read the rest here...)

And go here to listen to ABBA, Bee Gees, Queen and soooo much more!
I dare you not to giggle. And groove. I dare you...