Ese joven de Liverpool

Ese mismo, el de los anteojos redondos, que fue asesinado en 1980, dejó muchas letras de canciones valiosas, rescato tal vez una de sus más simples, pero más filosoficas:

GOD
(John Lennon)

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God is a concept
By which we measure
Our pain
I'll say it again
God is a concept
By which we measure
Our pain.
I don't believe in magic
I don't believe in I-Ching
I don't believe in Bible
I don't believe in Tarot
I don't believe in Hitler
I don't believe in Jesus
I don't believe in Kennedy
I don't believe in Budha
I don't believe in Mantra
I don't believe in Gita
I don't believe in Yoga
I don't believe in Kings
I don't believe in Elvis
I don't believe in Zimmerman
I don't believe in Beatles.

I just believe in me
Yoko and me
And that's reality.

The dream is over
What can I say?
Ther dream is over
Yesterday
I was the dreamweaver
But now I'm reborn
I was the walrus
But now I'm John
And so dear friends
You just have to carry on
The dream is over.

Deja mucho que desear a los que creian que Lennon no era más que She loves you yeah yeah yeah no creen?