Una nuovissima artista si affaccia sul panorama musicale,sto parlando di Taylor Swift classe 1989.Bionda occhi azzurri è la classica ragazza americana innamorata della musica ma non quella che va tanto di moda in questo periodo ma della musica country tanto da essere già paragonata ad artiste come Faith Hill e Shania Twain.

Our song è il 3° singolo estratto dal suo album di debutto “Taylor Swift“,un disco che in usa ha già venduto oltre un 1 milione di copie e ha consacrato questa giovane ragazza. La nuova canzone è un misto di pop country veramente ben fatto la si ascolta uno due volte e diventa un tormentone il video invece una bellissima Taylor che sembra essere la sorella di barbie a volte… voi che ne pensate di questa giovane cantante?vi lascio al video…..

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Il testo della canzone:

I was riding shotgun with my hair undone in the front seat of his car
He’s got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel
The other on my heart
I look around, turn the radio down
He says baby is something wrong?
I say nothing I was just thinking how we don’t have a song
And he says…

Our song is a slamming screen door,
Sneakin’ out late, tapping on your window
When we’re on the phone and you talk real slow
Cause it’s late and your mama don’t know
Our song is the way you laugh
The first date “man, I didn’t kiss her, and I should have”
And when I got home … before I said amen
Asking God if He could play it again

 

I was walking up the front porch steps after everything that day
Had gone all wrong ‘n’ been trampled on
And lost and thrown up away
Got to the hallway, well on my way to my lovin’ bed
I almost didn’t notice all the roses
And the note that said…

 

Our song is a slamming screen door,
Sneakin’ out late, tapping on your window

 

When we’re on the phone and you talk real slow
Cause it’s late and your mama don’t know
Our song is the way you laugh
The first date “man, I didn’t kiss her, and I should have”
And when I got home … before I said amen
Asking God if He could play it again

 

I’ve heard every album, listened to the radio
Waited for something to come along
That was as good as our song…

 

Cause our song is a slamming screen door
Sneaking out late, tapping on his window
When we’re on the phone and he talks real slow
Cause it’s late and his mama don’t know
Our song is the way he laughs
The first date “man, I didn’t kiss him, and I should have”
And when I got home, before I said amen
Asking God if He could play it again
Play it again…Oh Yeah

 

I was riding shotgun with my hair undone
In the front seat of his car
I grabbed a pen and an old napkin
And I wrote down our song

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