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domingo, febrero 03, 2013

Polaroid de locura ordinaria

 

Bajo por el callejón 
en donde estaba él 
después vomito ese ron 
manchando la pared 
el sol le caía bien 
entrando en la avenida 
su vida no era mas su vida 
pero eso estaba okey 

La veo cruzar 
cruzando un bosque 
la veo alejándose de mi 

Sus tetas y sus dos hermanas 
tomaban un café 
me acuerdo de la mañana 
que me mostró su piel 
estábamos en un bar 
y se cortó la cara 
vibraba como en un nirvana 
luego se hecho a correr 

La veo cruzar 
cruzando un bosque 
la veo alejándose de mi 

Pasábamos todo el día 
tirados en la cama 
el tiempo maldita daga 
lamiéndonos los pies 
brillaba era una perla 
y nunca hacia nada 
después dijo que me amaba 
y se hundió la Gillete 
Sangro, sangro, sangro, 
y se reía como loca 
no he visto luz 
ni fuerza viva tan poderosa 
de todas ellas 
ella fue mi frase mas hermosa 
todo su cuerpo con espinas 
y a mi me siguen las moscas.

-Fito Paez


En el concierto, sentí 336yfgbedgvjndsgvjis7agf8i3nrkmef vibraciones cuando la cantaba
La cantó para mí!!!
Bueno, mentira. Pero no importa, porque lo sentí así.
He pensado que estos últimos cinco años han sido definitivos
han sido los subibajas necesarios
rencor, amor, emoción, llantos, gritos, amor, odios, perdones, heridas por montón
pero aún estoy joven
y queda más de eso
de otra manera
el drama seguirá
pero sin la autodestrucción de antaño
chau! :)

mi destino es ser adolescente.

viernes, julio 29, 2011

Lovefool

estoy feliz
el sol el viento el frío las salidas las noticias
soy feliz








y esta canción tiene frtewvftejngimrhtmh por montón
recuerdo bailarla (love me love me say that you love me ♫ y poner las manos en mi pecho jajaja)
y ahora cantarlaaaaaaa




foto titulada: dispuesta a quemar el chal con mi pucho




Dear, I fear we're facing a problem
you love me no longer, I know
and maybe there is nothing
that I can do to make you do
Mama tells me I shouldn't bother
that I ought to stick to another man
a man that surely deserves me
but I think you do!

So I cry, I pray and I beg

Love me love me
say that you love me
fool me fool me
go on and fool me
love me love me
pretend that you love me
leave me leave me
just say that you need me
Love me love me
say that you love me
leave me leave me
just say that you need me
I can't care 'bout anything but you...

Lately I have desperately pondered,
spent my nights awake and I wonder
what I could do have done in another way
to make you stay
Reason will not lead to solution
I will end up lost in confusion
I don't care if you really care
as long as you don't go



-The Cardigans

jueves, julio 28, 2011

Thank you



Asu, no he puesto casi nada en Julio.
Julio de dìas llenos, de (màs) intensidad.
de correr de aquì para allà.
de borrachera y trabajo de màs.
de llegar tarde a la oficina.
de deudas con todos
de sesperación

Asì que esta canciòn es precisaaaaaaaaaaaaa owwwww :)

hasta vi de nuevo "Lo que el viento se llevò"
y Scarlett tiene razòn, hay dìas muy cansados para pensar,
mañana mejor! :) the best day of my life
it`s not so bad!




My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all

the morning rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray, but your picture on my wall
it reminds me that it's not so bad
it's not so bad

I drank too much last night, got bills to pay
my head just feels in pain
I missed the bus and there'll be hell today
I'm late for work again and even if I'm there,
they'll all imply that I might not last the day
and then you call me and it's not so bad
it's not so bad and

I want to thank you for giving me the best day of my life
Oh just to be with you is giving me the best day of my life

Push the door, I'm home at last and I'm soaking through and through
then you handed me a towel and all I see is you
and even if my house falls down now, I wouldn't have a clue
because you're near me and

I want to thank you for giving me the best day of my life
Oh just to be with you is giving the best day of my life

-Dido

sábado, junio 19, 2010

All I Really Want

Nunca tanto, pero a veces algo así.

And all I really want is some patience





Do I stress you out
 
My sweater is on backwards and inside out

And you say how appropriate

I don't want to dissect everything today

I don't mean to pick you apart you see

But I can't help it

There I go jumping before the gunshot has gone off

Slap me with a splintered ruler

And it would knock me to the floor if I wasn't there already

If only I could hunt the hunter



And all I really want is some patience

A way to calm the angry voice

And all I really want is deliverance



Do I wear you out

You must wonder why I'm relentless and all strung out

I'm consumed by the chill of solitary

I'm like Estella

I like to reel it in and then spit it out

I'm frustrated by your apathy

And I am frightened by the corrupted ways of this land

If only I could meet the Maker

And I am fascinated by the spiritual man

I am humbled by his humble nature



What I wouldn't give to find a soulmate

Someone else to catch this drift

And what I wouldn't give to meet a kindred



Enough about me, let's talk about you for a minute

Enough about you, let's talk about life for a while

The conflicts, the craziness and the sound of pretenses

Falling all around...all around



Why are you so petrified of silence

Here can you handle this?

Did you think about your bills, your ex, your deadlines

Or when you think you're gonna die

Or did you long for the next distraction

And all I need now is intellectual intercourse

A soul to dig the hole much deeper

And I have no concept of time other than it is flying

If only I could kill the killer



All I really want is some peace man

A place to find a common ground

And all I really want is a wavelength

All I really want is some comfort

A way to get my hands untied

And all I really want is some justice…

-Alanis Morissette

domingo, diciembre 27, 2009

Angie Baby



Baby.
piel.
sobredosis.
ya no.
Saldré a bailar.
chau.

_________
You live your life in the songs you hear

on the rock and roll radio
and when a young girl doesn't have any friends
thats a really nice place to go
folks hoping you'd turn out cool
but they had to take you out of school
you're a little touched you know
angie baby



lovers appear in your room each night
and they whirl you across the floor
but they always seem to fade away
when your daddy taps on your door
angie girl are you alright?
tell the radio goodnight
all alone once more angie baby

angie baby
you're a special lady
living in a world of make believe
well maybe

stopping at her house is a neighbour boy
with evil on his mind
cos he's been peeking in angie's room
at the night through her window blind
I see your folks have gone away
would you dance with me today
I'll show you how to have a good time
angie baby



( angie baby ) (angie baby )

when he walks in the room
he feels confused
like he walked into a play
and the music's so loud
it spins him around
till his soul has lost it's way
and as she turns the volume down
he's getting smaller with the sound
it seems to pull him off the ground
toward the radio he's bound
never to be found

the headlines read that a boy disapeared
and everyone thinks he died
except a crazy girl with a secret lover
who keeps her satisfied
it's so nice to be insane
no one asked you to explain
radio by your side
angie baby



angie baby
you're a special lady
living in a world of make believe
well maybe
well maybe
well maybe
well maybe
-Helen Reddy
 


lunes, noviembre 30, 2009

I wanna be sedated




Hola.
No se automediquen
Hola
de nuevo, a los psi.





Twenty-twenty-twenty four hours to go
I wanna be sedated
Nothin' to do and no where to go-o-oh
I wanna be sedated
Just get me to the airport put me on a plane
Hurry hurry hurry before I go insane
I can't control my fingers I can't control my brain


Oh no no no no no
Twenty-twenty-twenty four hours to go....
Just put me in a wheelchair and put me on a plane
Hurry hurry hurry before I go insane
I can't control my fingers I can't control my brain


Oh no no no no no
Twenty-twenty-twenty four hours to go
I wanna be sedated
Nothin' to do and no where to go-o-o
I wanna be sedated
Just put me in a wheelchair
get me to the show


Hurry hurry hurry before I go loco
I can't control my fingers I can't control my toes
Oh no no no no no
Twenty-twenty-twenty four hours to go...
Just put me in a wheelchair...

-The Ramones

miércoles, octubre 07, 2009

Violently happy

Bjork puede ser tan genial, así que vuelvo a escucharla!
Y se presta para estos días...
.
Violentamente feliz
Ven a calmarme
Antes de que me meta en problemas
.
Porque no uso crack pero parece
_____________ y no puedo detener.me
Porque acabo de leer que para Kierkegaard
la desesperación es motor
la no espera
motor de acción!
Since I met you
This small town hasn’t got room
For my big feelings
Violently happy cause I love you
Violently happy But you’re not here
Violently happy Come calm me down
Before I get into trouble
I tip-toe down to the shore
Stand by the ocean
Make it roar at me
And I roar back
Violently happy cause I love you
Violently happy But you’re not there
Violently happy Overemotional
Violently happy I’ll get into trouble
Real soon If you don’t get here Baby
Violently happy cause I love you
Violently happy I’m aiming too high
Violently happy It will get me into trouble
Violently happy I’m driving my car too fast with ecstatic music on
Violently happy I’m getting too drunk
Violently happy I’m daring people to jump off roofs with me
only you can calm me down
I’m sitting too high
Soothe me
-Bjork