martes, 28 de diciembre de 2010
BYE (Before the Year Ends)
Estoy con una sensación rara hace un par de días. O un tiempo, la verdad es que no sé cuánto hace que estoy con esa sensación. Es un tire y empuje constante entre 2 partes mías. Una que es la que hace ya 2 años está "al mando" y otra que hace 2 años perdió el mando.
Es como que tengo a Jack Sparrow en el cerebro tratando de recuperar su Perla Negra, pero en este caso es otra cosa. Honestamente es la primera vez en años diría yo (ni siquiera meses, años ya) que siento que puedo empezar a dar pasos con alguien más. Todavía cuesta obviamente, porque el miedo a la decepción es muy grande (gigante diría yo). Pero las ganas están, hay que alimentarlas y bien porque también se pueden caer muy fácilmente, dado que están muy... a flor de piel.
No sé que irá a pasar la verdad. Fue un año de grandes cambios este 2010, esperemos que esta década que comienza arranque de la mejor manera y repuntando en lo personal y en lo sentimental sobre todo.
I was on the outside
When the world started spinning
You were busy throwing rocks
While I was getting stoned
In between a sunrise
There are things that don’t look pretty
Somehow I believe that I’ve got to carry on
Something about your love…gets to me
Something about your love….Killing me
Killing me
Spreading out our wings in vain
Filling up the spaces
Then we let go
Flying at the speed of sound
I could feel the crash
Couldn’t find the traces
All that we had
Lay in pieces on the ground
Something about your love…gets to me
Something about your love….Killing me
Killing me
All of the things we saw amazed our eyes
Let’s celebrate
The light I’ve been leaning on is where you’ve gone
You don’t need a reason
To let me down so easy
Just move away from my world and see
If you’re gonna go
And let me know you’re leaving
Anything we hold
Any day can break free
Something about your love…gets to me
Something about your love….Killing me
Killing me
lunes, 30 de agosto de 2010
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lunes, 19 de julio de 2010
I'm Still Here...
I'm Still Here
Pearl Jam
She said to me, over the phone
She wanted to see other people
I thought, well then
Look around, they’re everywhere
Said that she was confused
I thought, darlin’, join the club
24 years old, mid-life crisis
Nowadays hits you when you’re young
I hung up, she called back, I hung up again
The process had already started
Least it happened quick
I swear I died inside that night
A friend, he’d called, I didn’t mention a thing
The last thing he said was “be sound”, sound
I contemplated an awful thing, I hate to admit
I just thought those would be such appropriate last words
But, I’m still here, and small
So small, how could this trouble seam so big
So big
Well the palms in the breeze still blow green
And the waves in the sea still absolute blue
But the horror
Every single thing I see is a reminder of her
Never thought I’d curse the day I met her
And since she’s gone, and wouldn’t hear
Who would care
What good would that do
But I’m still here
So I imagine in a month or 12
I’ll be somewhere having a drink
Laughing at a stupid joke
Or just another stupid thing
And I can see myself stopping short
Drifting out of the present
Sucked by the under tow and pulled out deep
And there I am standing
Wet grass and white head stones, all in rows
And in the distance there’s one off on it’s own
So I stop, kneel
My new home
And I picture a sober awakening
A re-entry into this little bar scene
Sip my drink till the ice hits my lip
Order another round
And that’s it for now
Sorry, never been too good at happy endings
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gct6BB6ijcw&feature=player_embedded
martes, 1 de junio de 2010
Algo
casi abrazando a la soledad
un corazón malherido
el cual ya no encuentra felicidad.
Arrancada con maldad,
se refugia en la soledad
donde se marchita lentamente
porque no llega la luz solar.