Sudestada

A ver, A ver, 
Si aclara 
Hable de vos, 
De mis ansias 
Del día que nació, en tu boca 
Del nuevo temporal, que estalla 

Afuera mis 
Entrañas 
Adentro sigue 
En calma 
Trataba de explicar, 
Que ya no hay vuelta atrás 

Hablé, hablé, de todo
-Gustavo Cerati

  

hablé de vos, de mis ansias.

No son días buenos, pero esta canción aparece y nos salva.

Hablé de todo. Del mar, los trabajo, los cumpleaños.

Y se está mal, y la calma está

Pero también tienen que volver los fuegos tan necesarios

Chau ojos dormidos.

Summer In The City

Cada vez me gustan más las canciones de ella.

Y la traducción de esta es excelente :D

Desde que la descubri, también la uso para subir los ánimos (en verano, yeeeeee).

Hoy todo comenzó mal, mal, mal. Y seguirá así. Pero siempre habrá un tiempito para dejarse llevar por la música y mover los hombritos.

En esa foto parezco algo loca =/ Bueno, no lo soy, realmente.

Summer in the city means cleavage cleavage cleavage

and I start to miss you, baby, sometimes

I’ve been staying up and drinking

in a late night establishment

telling strangers personal things

summer in the city, I’m lonely lonely lonely

I went to a protest

just to rub up against strangers

and I did feel like coming

but I also felt like crying and it

doesn’t seem so worth it right now

and the castrated ones stand in the corner smoking

they want to feel the bulges in their pants start to rise

at the site of a beautiful woman

they feel nothing but anger,

her skin makes them sick in the night…nauseaous…

summer in the city, I’m so lonely lonely lonely

I’ve been hallucinating you,

babe, at the backs of other women

and I tap them on the shoulder

and they turn around smiling

but there’s no recognition in their eyes

summer in the city means cleavage cleavage cleavage

and don’t get me wrong, dear,

in general I’m doing quite fine

it’s just when it’s summer in the city,

and you’re so long gone from the city

I start to miss you, baby, sometimes

when it’s summer in the city,

and you’re so long gone from the city

I start to miss you, baby, sometimes…

- Regina Spektor

Before you cry

Los ánimos pueden cambiar tan rápido

cada vez me da más miedo

blablabla

llorar nomás

No sense no style

I said I loved you for a little while

When you cried no

High speed became go slow

Come back this time

Wishful thinking is going to make you mine

Push turns to shove

I got no more room for love

 

I hope you hear me

I can’t stand you next to me

Get lost goodbye

I’ll smile before you cry

I love you baby

Please don’t hate me

You’re feeling a little sad tonight but you’ll be alright

-Camera obscura

Japanese gum

La foto me da un toque de miedo

La canción, también.

-límites-

I used to know this girl

Who gave her love away

To every guy she met

And with all the games they played

She never seemed to cry

She never got upset

And one by one they came

And one by one they left

I thought that I could fix her

If she would let me in

But all of my advances

Were shut down in the end

When days turned into months

I begged her to explain

And this is what she sang

It's not like I'm a slut

Or that I really like to fuck

I just want every boy I see

To walk away with part of me

Until there's nothing left to hold

Until there's nothing left to hate

I appreciate your help

But even you can't save me from myself

I used to know this boy

Who took notes in a book

But he ripped out all the pages

Before I got a look

At all the words he scribbled

At all the lines he filled

But the ink stains on his fingers

Told me he was skilled

At capturing a feeling

That most of us just miss

The simple pain of living

With goodbyes on our lips

I found one of the pages

Crumpled by her bed

And this is how it read

It's not like I am weak

Or that I don't know how to leave

It's just that every time you cheat

You bring me closer to defeat

Until there's nothing left to love

Until there's nothing left to say

I know that you need help

But even I can't save you from yourself
-Her space holiday