Dante debería haber incluido en uno de los círculos del Infierno el
despertarse cada día, a la misma hora, con una canción ñoña cantada en plan
Pimpinela. Pero en su época no existían todavía torturas tan refinadas.
Y eso es lo que le pasa a Phil Connors. Durante una eternidad,
literalmente, tiene que escuchar esa melodía empalagosa al empezar su día
inacabable. Hasta que el final, realmente cobra sentido el estribillo.
Dicen que el diablo está en los detalles, como en este caso. Por eso Groundhog Day se ha convertido en una
película de culto. Y merece la pena verla casi tantas veces como Phil tiene que
escuchar a Sonny y Cher gorjeando en su oreja.
They say we're young and we don't know
We won't find out until we grow
Well I don't know if all that's true
'Cause you got me, and baby I got you
I got you babe I got you babe
They say our love won't pay the rent
Before it's earned, our money's all been spent
I guess that's so, we don't have a pot
But at least I'm sure of all the things we got
I got flowers in the spring I got you to wear my ring
And when I'm sad, you're a clown
And if I get scared, you're always around
So let them say your hair's too long
'Cause I don't care, with you I can't go wrong
Then put your little hand in mine
There ain't no hill or mountain we can't climb
I got you to hold my hand
I got you to understand
I got you to walk with me
I got you to talk with me
Igot you to kiss goodnight
I got you to hold me tight
I got you, I won't let go
I got you to love me so
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