El día que me quieras
no habrá mas que armonía,
endulzará sus cuerdas el pájaro cantor,
florecerá la vida,
no existirá el dolor...
-ac
martes, 21 de diciembre de 2010
viernes, 17 de diciembre de 2010
contigo
Yo no quiero saber por qué lo hiciste;
yo no quiero contigo ni sin ti;
lo que yo quiero, muchacha de ojos tristes,
es que mueras por mí.
js
yo no quiero contigo ni sin ti;
lo que yo quiero, muchacha de ojos tristes,
es que mueras por mí.
js
domingo, 12 de diciembre de 2010
lunes, 6 de diciembre de 2010
tomorrow is a long time
If today was not an endless highway
If tonight was not a crooked trail
If tomorrow wasn’t such a long time
Then lonesome would mean nothing to you at all
If tonight was not a crooked trail
If tomorrow wasn’t such a long time
Then lonesome would mean nothing to you at all
bd
sábado, 4 de diciembre de 2010
Beck - Nitemare Hippy Girl
"Nitemare Hippy Girl"
She took me off my guard with disappointment
I got sucked inside of her apartment
She's got dried-up flowers, flaky skin
A beaded necklace and a bottle of gin
She's a nightmare Hippy girl
With her skinny fingers fondling' my world
She's a whimsical, tragically beauty
Self-conscious and a little bit moody
It's a new age letdown in my face
She's so spaced out and there ain't no space
She's got marijuana on the bathroom tile
I'm caught in a vortex
She's changing' my style
She's a nightmare Hippy girl
With her skinny fingers fondling' my world
She's a whimsical, tragically beauty
Uptight and a little bit snooty
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
She's a magical, sparkling' tease
She's a rainbow choking' the breeze
Yo, she's busting' out onto the scene
With nightmare bogus poetry
She's a melted avocado on the shelf
She's the science of herself
She's spazzing out on a cosmic level
And she's meditating with the devil
She's cooking salad for breakfast
She's got tofu the size of Texas
She's a witness to her own glory
She's a never-ending story
She's a frolicking depression
She's a self-inflicted obsession
She's got a thousand lonely husbands
She's playing' footsie in another dimension
She's a goddess milking her time
For all that it's worth
viernes, 3 de diciembre de 2010
Tú
estrellas fugaces, flores inhóspitas, bah
frente a ti, no son nada
tus ojos, música
tu voz, luces
y yo, deseando poder caminar a tu lado
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