domingo, 15 de febrero de 2009

Creep

When you were here before
Couldnt look you in the eye
Youre just like an angel
Your skin makes me cry
You float like a feather
In a beautiful world
And I wish I was special
Youre so fuckin special

But Im a creep, Im a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?
I dont belong here.

I dont care if it hurts
I want to have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul
I want you to notice
When Im not around
Youre so fuckin special
I wish I was special

But Im a creep, Im a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?
I dont belong here.

Shes running out again,
Shes running out
Shes run run run running out...

Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
Youre so fuckin special
I wish I was special...

But Im a creep, Im a weirdo,
What the hell am I doing here?
I dont belong here.
I dont belong here.

Creep
Radiohead

jueves, 23 de octubre de 2008

October


October, October
The summer is over
I'm going through changes
I see you again

It's so thought provoking
Emotion evoking
I can't turn around
I don't want to pretend

You stand in my way
With nothing to say
You think you're the world
I'm so lost without you
I'm sorry my friend
This is not the end
I'll do it without you
I'll do it again

October, October
The summer is over
I'm moving in circles
I'm trying to come in

It's my evolution
The only solution
The torment it's all that
I'm holding within

You stand in my way
With nothing to say
You think you're the world
I'm so lost without you
I'm sorry my friend
This is not the end
I'll do it without you
I'll do it again

You stand in my way
You've nothing to say
You think you're the world
I'm so lost without you
I'm sorry my friend
This is not the end
I'll do it without you
I'll do it again

Don't stand in my way
With nothing to say
And think you're the world
I'm so lost without you
I'm sorry my friend
This is not the end
I'll do it without you
I'll do it again
Dolores O'Riordan

domingo, 19 de octubre de 2008

Personal Saviour

I was up for a good time
I tried to hold it down
‘till it messed me up
Put a still life on my frown
I tried to walk on water
I had to buy new shoes
There is something in the way
I’ve got to lose

Well you can
Try to fly over mountains
And you can
Try to run over seas
But it’s easier said than done for someone
To try to get with
Sombody like me

I’m good at burning the candle
Not know for cracking a smile
The rumour’s too hot to handle
Too good for running a mile
There is something in the way
I’ve got to lose

Well you can
Try to fly over mountains
And you can
Try to run over seas
But it’s easier said than done for someone
To try to get with
Sombody like me
Where can I
Find personal saviour
I got to
Find the one who wants to get with me

I put my pain in darkness
I hid my light from the shame
I felt the disgrace of losing
But still I took all the blame
There is something in the way
I’ve got to lose

MO SOLID GOLD

lunes, 18 de agosto de 2008

Tan alta que está la Luna

Tan alta que está la luna, ay sí,
y el lucero la acompaña, ay no,
que triste se queda un hombre, ay sí,
cuando una mujer lo engaña, ay no.
Serás libre palomita como soy yo.

Yo soy como el cuervo negro, ay sí,
que no pierde su bolido, ay no,
como querís que yo pierda, ay sí,
un corazón tan querido, ay no.
Serás libre palomita como soy yo.

Vamos vida, yo ya me voy,
con mi cajita de cuero
te digo adiós.

Solo me estoy en mi rancho, ay sí,
solito con mi dolor, ay no,
de noche me ve la luna, ay sí,
de día me ve el sol, ay no.
Serás libre palomita como soy yo.

Quilapayún

jueves, 7 de agosto de 2008

HOW FORTUNATE THE MAN WITH NONE


You saw sagacious Solomon
You know what came of him,
To him complexities seemed plain.
He cursed the hour that gave birth to him
And saw that everything was vain.
How great and wise was Solomon.
The world however did not wait
But soon observed what followed on.
It's wisdom that had brought him to this state.
How fortunate the man with none.


You saw courageous Caesar next
You know what he became.
They deified him in his life
Then had him murdered just the same.
And as they raised the fatal knife
How loud he cried: you too my son!
The world however did not wait
But soon observed what followed on.
It's courage that had brought him to that state.
How fortunate the man with none.

You heard of honest Socrates
The man who never lied:
They weren't so grateful as you'd think
Instead the rulers fixed to have him tried
And handed him the poisoned drink.
How honest was the people's noble son.
The world however did not wait
But soon observed what followed on.
It's honesty that brought him to that state.
How fortunate the man with none.


Here you can see respectable folk
Keeping to God's own laws.
So far he hasn't taken heed.
You who sit safe and warm indoors
Help to relieve out bitter need.
How virtuously we had begun.
The world however did not wait
But soon observed what followed on.
It's fear of god that brought us to that state.
How fortunate the man with none.