miércoles, 1 de septiembre de 2010

QUIZÁ

Quizá un día entiendas que mis sentimientos nunca cambiaron, quizá entonces te pongas en mi lugar y no seas tan ligero en tus comentarios.
Quizá sólo entonces comprendas, por fin, lo mucho que me duele levantarme cada mañana y ver que no estás aquí conmigo.

Quizá el tiempo y la distancia sean lo que necesito para olvidarte o quizá nunca lo haga del todo.
Quizá un día me arrepienta de la decisión tomada, quizá mire atrás y piense en lo que podría haber sido de no ser por ti, de no ser por mí.
Quizá todo esto sea pronto, quizá todo esto sea tarde, quizá no sea...

Quizá algún día aprenda a perdonar, a olvidar, a seguir adelante como si nada hubiese pasado. Quizá nunca lo haga...

Quizá me quieras de alguna forma que no alcanzo a entender, quizá no.
Quizá no haya nadie mejor que tú para mí ahí fuera, al fin y al cabo.

Quizá tú hayas aprendido que no se traiciona a quien se quiere, quizá nunca aprendas...
Quizá yo tengo que aprender que se puede perdonar a veces, a pesar de mí, a pesar de todo.
Quizá la vida tenga aún algo más que ofrecerme aunque ahora me sienta como si nada nunca jamás vaya a tener importancia si no estás tú.
Quizá, y sólo quizá, sea todo tan incierto que ni siquiera merezca la pena pensar más en ello.
Quizá son tantos "quizá" que quizá no debería escribir sobre ello, que quizá no debería sufrir, que quizá no debería llorar por ello.

Pero sólo quizá...


Just gonna stand there and watch me burn
but that's alright because I like the way it hurts.
Just gonna stand there and hear me cry
but that's alright because I love the way you lie,
I love the way you lie...

I can't tell you what it really is,
I can only tell you what it feels like
and right now there's a steel knife in my windpipe.
I can't breathe but I still fight while I can fight.
As long as the wrong feels right, it's like I'm in flight
high of a love, drunk from the hate, it's like I'm huffin' paint
and I love it the more that I suffer, I sufficate
and right before I'm about to drown she resuscitates me,
she fucking hates me and I love it, Wait, where you going,
I'm leaving you, no you ain't, come back We're running right back.
Here we go again, it's so insane cause when it's going good
it's going great, I'm Superman. With the wind at his back, she's Lois Lane
But when it's bad it's awful, I feel so ashamed, I snap, who's that dude,
I don't even know his name, I laid hands on her, I'll never stop so low again
I guess I don't know my own strength.

Just gonna stand there and watch me burn
but that's alright because I like the way it hurts.
Just gonna stand there and hear me cry
but that's alright because I love the way you lie,
I love the way you lie...

You ever love somebody so much you can barely breathe when you're with them,
you meet and neither one of you even know what hit 'em.
Got that warm fuzzy feeling , yeah them chills used to get 'em.
Now you're getting fucking sick of looking at 'em, you swore you've never hit 'em,
never do nothing to hurt 'em. Now you're in each other's face spewing venom
in Your words when you spit 'em you push, pull each other's hair.
Scratch, claw, bit 'em, throw 'em down, pin 'em.
So lost in the moments when you're in 'em. It's the rage that took over,
it controls you both so they say it's best to go your separate ways.
Guess that they don't know ya cause today that was yesterday, yesterday is over,
it's a different day, ound like broken records playin' over.
But you promised her next time you'll show restraint, you don't get another chance,
life is no Nintendo game but you lied again, now you get to watch her leave
out the window, guess that's why they call it window pane.

Just gonna stand there and watch me burn
but that's alright because I like the way it hurts.
Just gonna stand there and hear me cry
but that's alright because I love the way you lie,
I love the way you lie...

Now I know we said things, did things that we didn't mean and we fall back
into the same patterns, same routine but your temper's just as bad
as mine is, you're the same as me but when it becomes to love you're just as blinded.
Baby please come back, it wasn't you, baby it was me, maybe our relationship
isn't as crazy as it seems, maybe that's what happens when a tornado meets a volcano.
All I know is I love you too much to walk away though, come inside,
pick up your bags off the sidewalk, don't you hear sincerity in my voice when I talk?
Told you this is my fault, look me in the eyeball. Next time I'm pissed I'll aim my fist
at the dry wall.
Next time there will be no next time, I apologize. Even though I know it's lies
I'm tired of the games, I just want her back. I know I'm a liar if she ever tries to fuckin' leave again
I'ma tie her to the bed and set this house on fire.

Just gonna stand there and watch me burn
but that's alright because I like the way it hurts.
Just gonna stand there and hear me cry
but that's alright because I love the way you lie,
I love the way you lie...
I love the way you lie...

EMINEM FEAT RIHANNA - LOVE THE WAY YOU LIE

domingo, 15 de agosto de 2010

PEPITO GRILLO

- Hola, soy tu conciencia.
- ¿Perdona?

- Vengo a decirte que…
- ¿No deberías ir de rojo?

- No… Esa es tu menstruación.
- Ah...
- Has dejado de comer bien.
- Eh... Sí, ya.

- ¿Eso es todo lo que se te ocurre decir?

- Bueno, la verdad es que sí.
- Además, bebes mucha Coca-Cola, deberías dejarlo.
- Tú lo has dicho, debería. ¿Algo más?
- Gastas mucho dinero en caprichos, ahorra un poco.
- Me gusta vivir el día a día, ¿Qué hay de malo en eso?
- ¿Y a mí qué me cuentas? Sólo soy tu conciencia…


How long how long will I slide,
separate my side I don’t...
I don’t believe it’s bad
slit my throat
it’s all I ever...

I heard your voice through a photograph,
I thought it up it brought up the past.
Once you know you can never go back,
I’ve got to take it on the otherside.

Centuries are what it meant to me,
a cemetery where I marry the sea,
stranger things could never change my mind,
I’ve got to take it on the otherside.
Take it on the otherside...
Take it on...
Take it on...

How long how long will I slide,
separate my side I don’t...
I don’t believe it’s bad
slit my throat
it’s all I ever...

Pour my life into a paper cup,
the ashtray’s full and I’m spillin’ my guts.
She wants to know am I still a slut,
I’ve got to take it on the otherside.

Scarlet starlet and she’s in my bed,
a candidate for my soul mate bled,
push the trigger and pull the thread,
I’ve got to take it on the otherside.
Take it on the otherside...
Take it on...
Take it on...

How long how long will I slide,
separate my side I don’t...
I don’t believe it’s bad
slit my throat
it’s all I ever...

Turn me on take me for a hard ride,
burn me out leave me on the otherside.
I yell and tell it that
it’s not my friend,
I tear it down I tear it down
and then it’s born again.

How long how long will I slide,
separate my side I don’t...
I don’t believe it’s bad
slit my throat
it’s all I ever...

How long I don’t, I don't believe it’s bad,
slit my throat it’s all I ever...

RED HOT CHILI PEPPERS - OTHERSIDE

ALGO - By Samsagaz Gamyi

No deberíamos ni haber llegado hasta aquí. Pero henos aquí, igual que en las grandes historias señor Frodo, las que realmente importan: llenas de oscuridad y de constantes peligros. Ésas de las que no quieres saber el final, porque ¿Cómo van a acabar bien? ¿Cómo volverá el mundo a ser lo que era después de tanta maldad como ha sufrido? Pero al final todo es pasajero, como esta sombra. Incluso la oscuridad se acaba, para dar paso a un nuevo día. Y cuando el sol brilla, brilla más radiante aún. Esas son las historias que llenan el corazón, porque tienen mucho sentido, aun cuando eres demasiado pequeño para entenderlas. Pero creo, señor Frodo, que ya lo entiendo. Ahora lo entiendo. Los protagonistas de esas historias se rendirían si quisieran, pero no lo hacen: siguen adelante, porque todos luchan por ALGO.

martes, 1 de junio de 2010

DARKNESS

Algo se movió en las sombras y le hizo parar en seco, helada la sangre bajo la pálida piel.
Escuchó, concentrándose en cada sonido: el goteo lento y decadente del agua que caía de alguna grieta en el techo, el correteo de las alimañas a lo largo del túnel, el rumor sordo de los neumáticos de los coches al pasar por la carretera que discurría justo encima de su cabeza...
Pero había algo más, un sonido recurrente que provenía de algún lugar detrás de ella: el sonido acompasado de una respiración. No estaba sola.
Tratando de no hacer ruido, se giró lentamente para quedar frente a su perseguidor, que también se había detenido a unos metros.
Intentó calmarse. El corazón le latía desaforadamente y le palpitaban las sienes. ¿Por qué él estaba tan tranquilo? ¿Por qué se había detenido a la vez que ella? ¿A qué esperaba?
Las preguntas se agolpaban en su mente mientras trataba en vano de ponerlas en orden y trazar un plan desesperado.
Finalmente, comprendió que todo era inútil: Él había ganado.
Extrañamente, eso le hizo tranquilizarse y todos sus músculos se relajaron, abandonándose a la evidencia.
Avanzó a través de la oscuridad, esperando tropezar en cualquier momento con su acosador.
Le pareció que había caminado un buen trecho cuando se detuvo, de nuevo a la escucha. Aguzó el oído: el goteo lento y decadente del agua que caía de alguna grieta en el techo, el correteo de las alimañas a lo largo del túnel, el rumor sordo de los neumáticos de los coches al pasar por la carretera que discurría justo encima de su cabeza... Y nada más.
No había nadie más con ella en el túnel. Estaba sola.


Carry on my wayward son,
there'll be peace when you are done.
Lay your weary head to rest,
don't you cry no more.

Once I rose above the noise and confusion,
just to get a glimpse beyond this illusion.
I was soaring ever higher
but I flew too high.

Though my eyes could see I still was a blind man,
though my mind could think I still was a mad man,
I hear the voices when I'm dreaming,
I can hear them say

Carry on my wayward son,
there'll be peace when you are done.
Lay your weary head to rest,
don't you cry no more.

Masquerading as a man with a reason,
my charade is the event of the season
and if I claim to be a wise man, well
it surely means that I don't know.

On a stormy sea of moving emotion,
tossed about I'm like a ship on the ocean,
I set a course for winds of fortune
but I hear the voices say

Carry on my wayward son,
there'll be peace when you are done.
Lay your weary head to rest,
don't you cry no more.

No!

Carry on, you will always remember.
Carry on, nothing equals the splendor.
The center lights around your vanity
but surely heaven waits for you.

Carry on my wayward son,
there'll be peace when you are done.
Lay your weary head to rest,
don't you cry (don't you cry no more).


KANSAS - CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON

miércoles, 24 de marzo de 2010

LAS PALABRAS SE LAS LLEVA EL VIENTO...

Don't tell me that you are ready to change.
Don't tell me that from now it won't be the same.
It doesn't matter, 'cause at the end of the day,
It isn't what you say, it's what you do!

YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!

What you say will be forgotten someday.
What you do will be remembered.
Empty promises always fade away.
What you keep will last forever.

Don't tell me you'll make things better for us.
Don't tell me that you're some one I can trust.
It doesn't mean a thing to me just because,
It isn't what you say, it's what you do!

Your actions will speak louder than you!

What you say will be forgotten someday.
What you do will be remembered.
Empty promises always fade away.
What you keep will last forever.

So show me that you really figured it out.
And show me everything that you are about.
But if you can't then you should just shut your mouth!..

'cause I don't care what you say or what you do,
You can't take back what you've put me through.
Your actions will speak louder than you!..

What you say will be forgotten someday.
What you do will be remembered.
Empty promises always fade away.
What you keep will last forever.

What you say will be forgotten someday.
What you do will be remembered.
Empty promises always fade away.
What you keep will last forever.

What you keep will last forever.

What you keep will last forever.

Forever...


HOOBASTANK - DON'T TELL ME