lunes, diciembre 24, 2007





Brindemos porque un día los condenados griten tan alto que el sonido de los llantos se sumerjan como las lágrimas en la sangre del ganado que el hombre siempre ha descuartizado.


Grita con nosotros. Feliz Navidad.

miércoles, diciembre 05, 2007





1825



Cuando das un bocado de dolor, si le das importancia cuando recorre tu cabeza, tu mente, se convierte en odio. Cuando permites que llegue al pecho, al corazón, se torna amor.

Pero si lo potencias cuando hace arder como ascuas tu garganta, gritarás haciendo temblar la eternidad de los caídos. Mirarás de frente la guadaña de tu destino. Y le arrancaras la cabeza al necio que te hizo encajar ese acto de sadismo.

Llámalo como desees, no es nuevo saber que uno es ignorante. Pero te librarás de tanto peso, que tu boca solo servirá para besar, Y, qué coño, te convertirás por fin en un semidiós redentor, que regalará clemencia, pues, un día de aquí al Supernova, bañarás en sangre a ése hijo de puta.




Brand New - Degausser



"Degausser"

Goodbye to sleep,
I think this staying up is exactly what I need
Well take apart your head
Take apart the counting, and the flock it has bred

Goodbye to love,
Well it's alright I'll push you up
Right against the wall
Take apart your head
Chew it up and swallow it

You're brought back but you're running
I'll find sleep in the end tonight
I can't shake this little feeling
I'll never get anything right

Goodbye you liar,
Well you sipped from the cup but you don't own up to anything
Then you think you will inspire
Take apart your head
(and I wish I could inspire)
Take apart your demons, then you add it to the list.

(goodbye my love)
Bring you back but you're running
(goodbye my love)
I'll find sleep in the end tonight
(goodbye my love)
I can't shake this little feeling
(goodbye my love)
I'll never say anything right

I'm on my own, never say anything right
I'm on my own, never say anything right
I'm on my own, never say anything right
I'm on my own, never say anything right

Well take me, take me back to your bed
I love you so much that it hurts my head
Say I don't mind you under my skin
I'll let the bad parts in, the bad parts in
When we were made we were set apart
Life is a test and I get bad marks
Now some saint got the job of writing down my sins
The storm is coming, the storm is coming in

You're brought back but you're running
I'll find sleep in the end tonight
I can't shake this little feeling
I'll never get anything right

I'm on my own, never say anything right
I'm on my own, never say anything right

Take me, take me back to your bed
I love you so much that it hurts my head
I don't mind you under my skin
I'll let the bad parts in, the bad parts in
Well you're my favourite bird and when you sing
I really do wish you'd wear my ring
No matter what they say, I am still the king
And now the storm is coming, the storm is coming in


viernes, noviembre 16, 2007





Cuando bailas con la soledad, quien toca la música es tu pasada felicidad.

Cuenta la leyenda que si gritas tanto, tanto que de tal manera
las lágrimas se te metan por la comisura de los labios,
y que tus pulmones se afilen como auténticas guadañas,
el aire se arrodillará,
el sol temblará,
y las putas personas por fin se girarán.



Siempre te añoro, pero no puedo obligarte a que te des la vuelta. Pero grito como un poseso cuando en mi almohada se dibuja mi rostro de salada agua procedente de mis entrañas.



Gritar, gritar gritar.




Biffy Clyro - 57


The sun shone in, the glint in your eye
Your beautiful face, your beautiful face
I held her tight, close to my heart
I didn't know it would break, I didn't know it would break

I don't believe there's love anymore, it's all inside
We always said it's forever in this beautiful life
And I'll try not to feel this music's for you and over, and over, and over
And I'll try not to feel this music's for you and over, and over, and over...

I held her tight, close to my heart
I didn't know it would break, I didn't know it would break
I don't believe there's love anymore, it's all inside
We always said it's forever in this beautiful life
And I'll try not to feel this music's for you and over, and over, and over
And I'll try not to feel this music's for you and over, and over, and over...

And over, and over, and over, and over, and over, and over,
and over, and over, and over, and over, and over, and over,
and over, and over, and over...
It's alright, it's alright, it's alright, it's alright !

jueves, noviembre 08, 2007





Me ha llegado que ciertas luces empiezan a parpadear. Ánimos, aqui teneis un amigo que os ayuda a buscar el botón. Besos.



Motion City Soundtrack - This is for Real


I've got emotion
Dripping out my pores and I
Thought I would let you know
You are the night light,
Ripping through my wicked world
How you make it sparkle and glow,
Before I lose control
There's just one thing you should know

This is for real, this time I mean it
I'm coming clean, please don't let go
I said from the start, that you could take it or leave it
I'd prefer that you keep it
Don't let go
Don't let go
Don't let go

I had some nightmares,
Clawing at my skin and bones
I nearly did explode
You smoked the demons
Gave me back my feelings
Now I am good to go
Before, my face hits the floor
There's just one thing you should know

This is for real, this time I mean it
I'm coming clean, please don't let go
I said from the start, that you could take it or leave it
I'd prefer that you keep it
Don't let go

This is the best thing that I've ever had for real
This is the best thing that I've ever had for real

For a physical challenge I'm notoriously bored
Intravenous delivery, electrolytes and more
Everytime it's the same routine
Out with the bad, in with the clean
Before I lose all motor skills
There's one thing you should know

This is for real, this time I mean it
I'm coming clean, please don't let go
I said from the start, that you could take it or leave it
I'd prefer that you keep it
Don't let go

This is the best thing that I've ever had for real
This is the best thing that I've ever had for real

This is the best thing that I've ever had for real
This is the best thing that I've ever had for real






"¿Incomprensión?"

jueves, noviembre 01, 2007







"¿Paz?"




Foo fighters - best of you



I've got another confession to make
I'm your fool
Everyone's got their chains to break
Holdin' you

Were you born to resist or be abused?
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?

Are you gone and onto someone new?
I needed somewhere to hang my head
Without your noose
You gave me something that I didn't have
But had no use
I was too weak to give in
Too strong to lose
My heart is under arrest again
But I break loose
My head is giving me life or death
But I can't choose
I swear I'll never give in
I refuse

Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Has someone taken your faith?
Its real, the pain you feel
You trust, you must
Confess
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Oh...

Oh...Oh...Oh...Oh...

Has someone taken your faith?
Its real, the pain you feel
The life, the love you'd die to heal
The hope that starts the broken hearts
You trust, you must
Confess

Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?

I've got another confession my friend
I'm no fool
I'm getting tired of starting again
Somewhere new

Were you born to resist or be abused?
I swear I'll never give in
I refuse

Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Has someone taken your faith?
Its real, the pain you feel
You trust, you must
Confess
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Oh...

martes, octubre 30, 2007







"¿Euforia?"



Kid Rock - Bawitdaba


Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy
Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy
Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy
Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy
Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy
Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy
Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy

(Get Ready)
My name is KIIIIIIIIIIIID...Kid Rock

Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy
Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy
Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy
Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy

And this is for the questions that don't have any answers
The midnight glancers and the topless dancers
The candid freaks, cars packed with speakers
The G's with the forties and the chicks with beepers
The Northern Lights and the Southern Comfort
And it don't even matter if the veins are punctured
All the crackheads, the critics, the cynics
And all my heros in the Methodone Clinic
All you bastards at the IRS
For the crooked cops and the cluttered desks
For the shots of jack and the caps of meth
Half pints of love and the fifths of stress
For the hookers all tricking out in Hollywood
And for my hoods of the world misunderstood
I said it's all good and it's all in fun
Now get in the pit and try to love someone

Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy
(Love Someone)
Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy
(Kill Someone)
Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy
(Love Someone)
Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy
(Come On)

For the time bombs ticking and the heads that hang
All the gangs getting money and the heads that bang bang
Wild mustangs the porno flicks
All my homies in the county in cell block six
The grits when there ain't enough eggs to cook
And for DB Cooper and money he took
You can look for answers but that ain't fun
Now get in the pit and try to love someone

What
Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy
Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy
(Come On)
Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy

Love, and for the hate
And for the peace.... WARRRRRRRRRRRR

Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy
Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy
(Come On)
Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy
Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogy said up jump the boogy



viernes, octubre 05, 2007







"Tic tac tic tac tic tac tic tac tic tac"




Sigo esperando, orgullo en mi regazo,
mi piel parece corteza, mis ojos, marfil,
por siempre solo me queda,
acordarme de ti.




domingo, agosto 26, 2007





LSTNNGchapter.twenty-two




"La ausencia la contemplan los ojos. La soledad la siente el corazón"


Tiempo ha que la llama pintada con cera
dejó de arder con mueca de embustera,
los témpanos imperan las altas cúspides,
las sonrisas volaron con Heurípides.


Donde un día conversaban vivaces ninfas y deidades,
ahora carraspean y sangran horribles súcubos,
las canciones se tornaron cacofonías graves,
el color huyó de todos los pómulos.


Entera y pálida impera por siempre la imagen de la Anhelada,
nuestras manos frotan y aun se tornan acarameladas,
pero el cielo posa podrido en los tapices,
se derrite haciendo arder los maizales.


Saturno sigue entonces escarbando en nuestras carnes,
con tridentes y sables revuelve nuestras tripas,
Sorbe ansiado nuestras sangres,
flamea las frondas con sus combustiones y chispas.


Y sigo cantando, componiendo sin horror,
porque lo que sale de dentro aguanta más que nuestra capa exterior,
porque la piel está invadida por pústulas y cicatrices,
pero si avanzas por mi tez, acabas en un templo de amor.


Consigo con esfuerzo oír las campanas,
golpeadas por diablos, acompañadas por miles de arcadas,
algo se anuncia, todo se acaba,
pero en los ojos de quien no llega, nada se agrava.


Porque comparto su sentido de claudicación,
hacer caso omiso al envejecimiento y el ahogo,
mil pasados se han desvanecido,
pero un sentimiento aquí se ha inmortalizado.


Oh, aquí yazgo, amputado y llorado,
los ladrillos se ríen, los barrotes escupen,
pero siento decirle al bastardo que así me ha escrito,
que nada ¡jamás! ha cambiado.


Se han sentado los cuatro señores de lo anunciado,
uno porta peste, otro odio,
otro predica el olvido, y otro decapita a los renegados,
los polos se funden, todo débil es apuñalado.


Los libros se desvanecen,
y los niños empuñan escopetas,
los diferentes no miran sus pasados,
los iguales penetran en sus vasallos.


Mientras la Tierra clama atizando con sus tempestades,
el tiempo se acaba pero alarga mis males,
me presenta en mis ojos bebés horriblemente torturados,
me pide que me rinda y camine hacía el sangrado.


Pero tranquila, oh mi anhelada,
una infinidad de castigos bien vale poder acariciar tus riadas de cabello,
poder soñar juntando nuestros cuerpos,
poder sellar lo que aquí tengo con un eterno beso.


Y a ti eterna castigadora,
que te llaman vida, te llaman toda,
podría odiarte por partir y hervir mis entrañas,
pero solo me queda agradecerte cuidar de mi amada.




New Found Glory - "I Don't Wanna Know"

I don't wanna know
I don't wanna know

Your eyes were covered in sunglasses
When they first met mine
I sat there and stared at you
You didn't seem to mind
The awkward ways we meet

First comes heavy breathing
Staring at the ceiling
What will happen next
I don't wanna know
I don't wanna know

I never cared how i dressed before
But i cared that night
Anticipation ran through my bones
And my clothes never fit right
I can't wait 'til we meet again

First comes heavy breathing
Staring at the ceiling
What will happen next
I don't wanna know
I don't wanna know

Framed pictures start to be put on the walls
Constant visits while im out on the road
Its hard to leave sometimes
But you know where i lay my head at night

First comes heavy breathing
Staring at the ceiling
What will happen next
I don't wanna know
I don't wanna know


Atentos al final del vídeo. Precioso. Besos y gracias.

domingo, julio 01, 2007







LSTNNGchapter.twentyone



"La flor mágica vivió hasta que la Lluvía en plata se convirtió. Pero en los siglos de los siglos, ninguna igual a su lado brotó."




Convierte a la dulce niña,
acaramelada y con feliz mueca,
en el corcel de la magia,
cabalga y cabalga desde el Edén hasta Esparta.


Ése helecho, paciencia,
la madera, sacrificio,
todo se encarna en nuestros pertrechos,
todo vive en lo que cogemos o vemos.

Mira a tu amada,
y que se vuelva un diente de león,
que vuela surcando el cielo abisal
y todos tus deseos de su interior surgirán.


Es aprender que que no solo vive la carne,
el odio está allá, con forma de alabarda,
y la frustación aquí, en mis vendajes se puede ver,
por no hablar de la libertad, en ese pájaro a quien domina la brisa.


Solamente encarnar el tiempo nos queda,
Parca de débiles y fuertes,
crea enfermedades y arremete contra los mortales,
sostiene con su brazo excelso de abejas mil panales.


Y el Tiempo solo sucumbe,
ante la unión de los cuatro reyes.
Primero, la moral y con ella, el temple.
A ellos les acompaña las cicatrices y remiendos.
Pero quien lidera a estos soberanos es...


EL AMOR QUE SIEMPRE EN TÍ TENGO



Nine Days - Story of a Girl (absolutely)


This is the story of a girl
Who cried a river and drowned the whole world
And while she looks so sad and lonely there
I absolutely love her
When she smiles

Now how many days in a year
She woke up with hope
But she only found tears
And I can be so insincere
Making her promises never for real
As long as she stands there waiting
Wearing the holes in the soles of her shoes
Now how many days disappear
When you look in the mirror
So how do you choose

Your clothes never wear as well the next day
And your hair never falls in quite the same way
You never seem to run out of things to say

This is the story of a girl
Who cried a river and drowned the whole world
And while she looks so sad and lonely there
I absolutely love her
When she smiles

Now how many lovers would stay
Just to put up with this
Day after day
Now how did we wind up this way
Watching our mouths for the words that we say
As long as we stand here waiting
Wearing the clothes or the soles that we choose
Now how do we get there today
When we're walking too far for the price of our shoes

Your clothes never wear as well the next day
And your hair never falls in quite the same way
You never seem to run out of things to say

This is the story of a girl
Who cried a river and drowned the whole world
And while she looks so sad and lonely there
I absolutely love her
When she smiles

[Guitar solo]

Well your clothes never wear as well the next day
And your hair never falls in quite the same way
You never seem to run out of things to say

This is the story of a girl
Who cried a river and drowned the whole world
And while she looks so sad and lonely there
I absolutely love her

This is the story of a girl
Her pretty face she hid from the world
And while she looks so sad and lonely there
I absolutely love her

This is the story of a - girl
Who cried a river and drowned the whole world
And while she looks so sad and lonely there
I absolutely love her
When she smiles
When she smi-iles!


Dedicado a la pequeña oveja y todo lo que encarna. El Tiempo es solo una palabra en tus valles.

jueves, junio 14, 2007










LSTNNGchapter.twenty


"Que decepciona más, que la flor desprenda olor a podrida o, por el contrario, que a nada huela?


Espera espera sin parar,
el niño con gusanos en el paladar,
su piel sabe amarga,
y humo verde rezuman sus entrañas,
pero ama y ama su corazón sin cesar,
como en su foto antigua,
que su bondad delata.



Si lo que esperas es amor verdadero, que mi sangre y mis años de condena firmen mi juramento.









Unwritten Law - California Sky




Imagine, the dreams we had
Since we were children are real
It's magic
To see their minds filled with the music we feel
Well here's your message from above
And if you wanta make push come to shove, alright
This ain't no lullaby
We're right at home in the California Sky
Illusions are taking part of the confusion in me
Tomorrow, there will be no heroes left to follow
You'll see
Bright lights they flash across the sky
May be the reason why we're all insane
And I don't wanta get away
We're right at home in the California Sky
Live from the mansion on the hill
Reminds you of the way we used to feel, right?
Orion's aligned now
Turn back the time
The California Sky

viernes, mayo 25, 2007





LSTNNGchapter.nineteen



"Cualquier cosa, por poderosa que sea, y esté en la Luz o en la Oscuridad, siempre una sombra en su lastre acaecerá"



Cuán equivocadas estan las ancianas,
sabias, eruditas y cultivadas,
que como si solo fuera cuestión de tumbar el reloj de arena
hablan de la eternidad.


La eternidad fluye en las almas desangradas,
incluso en las tierras mas afloradas,
una chispa la detona,
una lagrima jamás la desmorona.


Caminando entre los cuentos,
he conocido pegasos, demonios y felices muertos,
pero en la página que se engendró en la más marcada,
apareció ella, tan humana, tan preciada.


Entre la leyenda y la encrucijada,
el Limbo y Andromeda,
ella no entendía de carne,
su magia convertía el odio en infame.


Porque la eternidad es mirarla a los ojos,
soñar con una travesía por cualquier mundo,
cercano o lejano,
mientras, incrédulo, acaricias su mano.


La eternidad es poder sumergirse en su mirada,
fauna de los más profundos deseos,
también es escuchar su dulce canción,
pues su voz solo da lugar a la devoción.


La eternidad es superior al tacto de los Dioses,
el tiempo sucumbe ante esta bella doncella,
jamás se dislumbra la frontera,
que divide el vivir y el soñar.


Un mortal como yo,
acepta peregrinar hasta la extenuación del Dios Sol,
pues la Eternidad se ha encarnado,
en la princesa de mi más amado reinado.


Miles de días se ha llorado,
mil oceanos se han fagocitado,
cien planetas a Dios han rodeado,
pero con ella siempre he imaginado.


Mi sentimiento tiene más de un millón de generaciones,
mucha gente ya ha muerto,
pero mi corazón eterno es el testigo
de que de tí me he enamorado.


Porque abrazar ese cabello hipnótico
y atravesar el valle contigo,
significa doblegar del Tiempo las agujas,
y el dolor, lanzarlo al unicornio como si fuera fruta.


La Eternidad es quien te transporte del Hades a un lugar único,
donde el mañana es exhiguo y el ayer un mito,
besar la luz y que no cree sombra,
mirarla a la cara y siempre recitar una nueva oda.


Dante descendió al infierno,
y Ares luchó hasta que el mundo a él mimetizó,
yo contigo viajo a donde desean todos,
pero que contigo se convierte en oro.


Puede que solo estés aqui de paso hacía un lugar mejor,
pero tu eternidad en mí ya ha hilvanado,
los días se agrietarán y las esfinges morirán,
pero mis vidas, ya infinitas, a tí siempre amarán.



Incubus - The Warmth


I'd like to close my eyes, go numb
but there's a cold wind coming from
the top of the highest high-rise today.
It's not a breeze 'cause it blows hard.
Yes and it wants me to discard the humanity I know,
watch the warmth blow away.

So don't let the world bring you down.
Not everyone here is that fucked up and cold.
Remember why you came and while you're alive
experience the warmth before you grow old.

So do you think I should adhere to that pressing new frontier?
And leave in my wake a trail of fear?
Or should I hold my head up high
and throw a wrench in spokes by
leaving the air behind me clear?

So don't let the world bring you down.
Not everyone here is that fucked up and cold.
Remember why you came and while you're alive
experience the warmth before you go.

So don't let the world bring you down.
Not everyone here is that fucked up and cold.
Remember why you came and while you're alive
experience the warmth before you grow old.

Before you grow old.
Where did it go? (x4)


miércoles, mayo 16, 2007









LSTNNGchapter.eighteen


"Convierte la piedra en agua y serás Dios. Convierte el agua en piedra, y serás el Diablo"




En la Tierra que se extiende en toda la personalidad,
las hadas lloran semillas y el loto enraiza en la mar,
los unicornios campan engendrando música,
pero al cielo no se puede mirar.


En lo alto de las almas las nubes
toman forma de bastardos,
llueve sal, nieva barro,
el Sol no existe, no tiene vástago.


En la inmensidad de ése corazón,
la magia se encarnó en bendición,
la Noche seguía sangrando,
pero ella apareció cantando.


Ni la más antigua leyenda,
pudo a éste ser imaginar,
ni el más inspirado poeta,
jamás el más clarividente profeta.


La felicidad tenía pelo de doncella,
ojos que reflejan el Eden, con color que emanaba epopeya,
dentro rezaba un salmo que descansaba a Atlas,
dentro era lo más parecido a un Angel y sus alas.


El cielo, arrogante y déspota,
comenzó a arreciar gotas de heces y sangre,
pero la Felicidad a su nombre era cortés
y abriría ese horrible Cielo como hizo Moisés.


Al son de la música de las ninfas,
y escoltada por las más bellas criaturas,
la preciosa dama envainaba la pluma,
y el imperio solar, la espada.


Porque huir de las maldiciones no es batalla,
ni se gana ni se pierde nada,
pero si aquí se queda esa bendición humana,
la lucha será más sana.


Por dios, gracias por ser real y soñada,
acariciada y contemplada,
alumbradora y deslumbrada,
y para siempre amada.


Aquí rezo hasta que pueda mirar al cielo,
entre sonrisas y mis gemelos,
pero mientras los ojos desafían al negro oscuro,
mi corazón estará al lado tuyo.



New Found Glory - It's not your fault



It was a cold California,
Even in the summer,
She was wrapped in a blanket by the pool,
There were rapid statements,
About life commitments,
A sense of heat that I couldn't bare to touch,
I couldn't bare it.

It's not your fault so please stop your crying now,
It's not your fault so please stop your crying now,
Please stop your crying now,
Woah,
Woah.

There was staring and seclusion,
A fine tuned way of motion,
A face wrapped for a suitor,
The sound of hearts pumping at the same beat,
Coming 'round the corner,
In almost all directions,
A sense of heat that I couldn't bare to touch,
No, I couldn't bare it.

It's not your fault so please stop your crying now,
(It's not your fault so please stop your crying now)
It's not your fault so please stop your crying now,
(It's not your fault so please stop your crying)

Now you, wait for, something, to cure this,
Well I'm here, under your downpour.

No, woah.

It's not your fault so please stop your crying now,
It's not your fault so please stop your crying,
It's not your fault.

It's not your fault so please stop your crying now,
(It's not your fault so please stop your crying now)
It's not your fault so please stop your crying now,
(No, woah)
It's not your fault so please stop your crying now,
(No woah, no woah) (It's not your fault so please stop your crying now),
It's not your fault, stop crying now,
(No...)









sábado, mayo 05, 2007





LSTNNGchapter.sixteen



"Imagina lo que deseas y desea lo que imaginas"





-Llegarán más palabras, pero por ahora el silencio es como la placenta que cubre al antimuerto. Venid sabandijas de vuestra historia. Blandid las espadas que han escrito vuestras debilidades. Llegó la hora de rendir tributo a vuestro ídolo, a ser valientes y fieles a vuestros sacrificios, a saber defender un Dios que solo existe en los burdeles de piedra vestidos con hábito. Pensad en cualquier héroe u ídolo y fundidlo a vuestros miedos. No sobrevivirá ni el más alabado de todos ellos.


No por vuestra infamia, no por vuestra carne con sabor a hiena. No por vuestras mentiras y devoción al demonio más audaz. No teneis la culpa de no saber a donde dirigir vuestras centenarias vidas. Ni os habéis molestado en mirar atrás, hacía abajo o hacía las palabras de los sabios.



Un ídolo contra mil dévotos. Que sea lo que el no-Dios quiera...



Motion City Soundtrack featuring Mark Hoppus (Blink 182) - Hangman



Fed up with "made you look"
and dirty crooks without a clue
They all wear the same face
And it says, "Hangman, I'm on to you"

[Chorus:]
Hangman, it's not your fault
commit this to memory
the bright ideas always get lost along the way

Last call for medicine
to count me in and turn me loose
I never meant to hide anything
but I'll never tell the truth

[Chorus]

Commit this to memory (commit this to memory)
Commit this to memory (commit this to memory)
Commit this to memory (commit this to memory)
Commit this to memory

I'm just a guy that never tried
I'm just a stupid fuck with brilliant luck
and sometimes a bright idea
So shower me in a chorus of compliments
and verse I don't deserve
I might run but I'll never hide

Hey, that's not right
you can't complain
"everything's gonna be just fine"
said the pen to the dotted line
If memory serves, then mark my words
this game's called "catch me if you can"
and with wine we salute all our bitterness

Fed up with "made you look"
and dirty crooks without a clue
They all wear the same face
and it says, "Hangman I'm on to you"


La repetición es la memoria del traidor. Vive en la espiral o gira en la recta.





domingo, abril 22, 2007




LSTNNGchapter.sixteen


"Mil espadas hermanadas crean un espejo. Mil caras reflejadas, un mismo deseo."




Blink 182 - I miss you

(I miss you, I miss you)
Hello there, the angel from my nightmare
The shadow in the background of the morgue
The unsuspecting victim of darkness in the valley
We can live like Jack and Sally if we want
Where you can always find me
We'll have Halloween on Christmas
And in the night we'll wish this never ends
We'll wish this never ends

(I miss you, I miss you)
(I miss you, I miss you)

Where are you and I'm so sorry
I cannot sleep I cannot dream tonight
I need somebody and always
This sick strange darkness
Comes creeping on so haunting every time
And as I stared I counted
Webs from all the spiders
Catching things and eating their insides
Like indecision to call you
and hear your voice of treason
Will you come home and stop this pain tonight
Stop this pain tonight

Don't waste your time on me you're already
The voice inside my head (I miss you, I miss you)
Don't waste your time on me you're already
The voice inside my head (I miss you, I miss you)




Convierte un solo segundo en un nuevo mundo.

viernes, abril 20, 2007





LSTNNGchapter.fifteen


"Al desgraciado que sólo ve deseos fundirse en la eternidad, sólo con el Unicornio le queda soñar"

Bowling for soup - Almost (clip and live)




I almost got drunk at school at 14
Where I almost made out with the homecoming queen
Who almost went on to be miss texas
But lost to a slut with much bigger breastes
I almost dropped out to move to LA
Where I was almost famous for almost a day

And I almost had you
But I guess that doesn't cut it
Almost loved you
I almost wished u would've loved me too

I almost held up a grocery store
Where I almost did 5 years and then 7 more
Cuz I almost got popped for a fight with a thug
Cuz he almost made off with a bunch of the drugs
That I almost got hooked on cuz you ran away
And I wish I woulda had the nerve to ask you to stay

And I almost had you
But I guess that doesn't cut it
Almost had you
And I didn't even know it

You kept me guessing and now I'm destined
to spend my time missing you
I almost wish you would've loved me too

Here I go thinking about all the things I could've done
I'm gonna need a forklift cuz all the baggage weighs a ton
I know we had our problems I can't remember one

I almost forgot to say something else
And if I cant fit it in I'll keep it all to myself
I almost wrote a song about you today
But I tore it all up and then I threw it away

And I almost had you
But I guess that doesn't cut it
Almost had you
And I didn't even know it

You kept me guessing and now I'm destined
to spend my time missing you
And I almost had you

I almost wish you would've loved me too




Llegan los meses de Sol, la época en que los deseos "casi" se hacen realidad. Disfrutemos




jueves, abril 12, 2007

LSTNNGchapter.fourteen



"El día en que mueras, devuelve un pez al mar. Si es cierto que otra vida vivirás, otro planeta verás brotar"





-Mi hija murió el día de la catastrofe. Vuestros hijos formaban un lazo con ella cuando dejaron escapar sus almas en cuanto el fuego encangrenó sus dulces hojas. Mi hija murió aquél día, pero sería egoísta convertirla en portavoz de nuestras guadañas. Con ella se fué una futuro médico, o una próxima artista, un cúmulo de deseos, mil millones de sonrisas. Ahora serán otros las que las disfruten.


Porque nuestros mimbres están hechos de fe, de argumentos banales e intangibles a los ojos de lo mismo que escupió muerte hace apenas unos días. El día que tu mujer se vestió de hastío. La tarde que nuestros padres por fin encendieron un puro al unísono. La noche en que nuestros cascos brindaron llenos de cava amargo.


Sería egoísta convertir a mi hija en nuestro Dios porque ella no lo merece. Dios es unanimemente el ente que nos degolla y nos deleita con su música. Dios no entiende de individuos, entiende de sociedades, de sentimientos y verdades. Entiende de sus propias miserias y poderes. Su pasión es nuestra veneración, y su regocijo es nuestra putrefacción. Mi hija es una mas de los ladrillos de su estatua, otra muesca en su intratable mazo de justicia. No, no quiero que mi hija represente eso. Mi hija no ha tenido la oportunidad de mirar de frente ese caballo de inmundicia que la desfiguró, mató y luego torturó. Y nosotros no somos más valerosos.


Luchamos en nombre de Dios, eso pone nuestras balas. Pero Dios ha encarnado nuestro día más funesto en ese ser que permanece impasible en el horizonte. Porque ese menudo cuerpo nos va a pulverizar, no deseeis otra cosa. Las páginas de nuestros abuelos estan escritas ahora con las letras de nuestros hijos. Nosotros solo somos la yema que pasa de una hoja a otra.


Y por ello, fusiles con alas, fundamentalistas sin espadas, os ordeno que no mireis de frente a vuestro verdugo. No deis el lujo de entonar con sensaciones lo que nuestros hijos no tuvieron la oportunidad de sentir. Solo nos queda cargar y matar, matar...



¡Matar, matar, matar!



Mi hija murió aquél día. Ahora me queda a mi morir por toda la eternidad.






Linkin Park - What I've done



In this farewell,
There is no blood,
There is no alibi,
Cause I’ve drawn regret,
From the truth,
Of a thousands lies,
So let mercy come and wash away…

What I’ve Done,
I’ll face myself,
To cross out what I’ve become,
Erase myself,
And let go of what I’ve done…

Put to rest,
What you thought of me
While, I clean this slate,
With the hands,
Of uncertainty,
So let mercy come,
And wash away…

What I’ve Done,
I’ll face myself,
To cross out what I’ve become,
Erase myself,
And let go of what I’ve done…

For what I’ve done,
I start again,
And whatever pain may come,
Today this ends,
I’m forgiving what I’ve done…

I’ll face myself,
To cross out what I’ve become,
Erase myself,
And let go of what I’ve done…

(Na,Na,Na)

What I’ve Done,
What I’ve Done,
Forgiving what I’ve done…


martes, abril 10, 2007

LSTNNGchapter.thirteen


"Un, dos, tres, el diente de león cantó. Cuatro, cinco, seis, el cielo le contestó"



Una flor sin pétalos,
el agua sin el mar,
la sangre sin la herida,
la sexta nota sin cantar.


Es la ley de las mitades,
matemática de lo oscuro,
nada vive, nada es un mundo,
todo es mío, todo es tuyo.


Cuentan que las aves vuelan en familia,
unas crías, otras madres,
pero que és todo eso sin las nubes,
las plumas o el hambre.


Una moneda representa la faz de un tirano,
unas veces fuerte, otras bajo,
la espada la forja,
la muerte la edulcora.


Es la ley de las mitades,
la debilidad de nuestros dioses.
Es fácil comer con fauces,
pero también con el Malvado.


Muchas veces el hombre degollaría sus entrañas,
mojando el mármol con su alma,
no por no ser feliz,
si no por no encontrar a su enamorada.


La hierba brota, es un lujo,
las reses vuelan, yo lo juro,
la lluvía ilumina a los retoños,
pero sin alma gemela todo eso es un muro.


Es la ley de las mitades,
unas veces la encuentras, otras la sueñas,
un bastardo puede arrebatártela,
un puerco puede otorgártela.


Sin más dilación viajo a lo más profundo,
esperando lo que la noche representa en mis sueños.
Muero hoy y me enterré ayer,
vivo hace siglos y naceré mañana.


La magia es contemplada por todas las mitades,
por deseada y cortejada,
cantar y amar es la vía,
la moral y la amistad la guarida.


Así sin más cojo mi remo,
surco los cadáveres ya lo veo,
deseo, deseo y deseo,
y de mientras...




Te contemplo.



Plus 44 - Make you Smile



The last time I saw you, you turned away
I couldn't see you with the Sun shining in my eyes
I said "Hello" but you kept on walking
I'm going deaf from the sound of the freeway

The Last time I saw you, you turned away
I couldn't hear you with your voice ringing in my ears
Do you remember where we used to sleep at night?
I couldn't feel you, your always so far away

The first time I saw you, you turned away
I couldn't see you with the smoke getting in my eyes
I said "Hello" but you kept on walking
I'm going deaf from the sound of the DJ

The first time I saw you, you turned away
I couldn't hear with the noise ringing in my ears
Do you remember where we used to sleep at night?
I couldn't feel you, your always so far away

I don't, don't wanna take you home
Please don't, don't make me sleep alone
If I could, I'd only want to make you smile
If you would stay with me a while

The next time I see you, you'll turn away
I'll say "Hello" but you'll keep on walking
The next time you see me, i'll turn away
Do you remember where we used to sleep at night,
I couldn't feel you, your always too far away.

I don't, don't wanna take you home
Please don't, don't make me sleep alone
If I could, I'd only want to make you smile
If you would stay with me a while

I don't, don't wanna take you home
Please don't, don't make me sleep alone
If I could, I'd only want to make you smile
If you would stay with me a while

lunes, abril 09, 2007

LSTNNGchapter.twelve





"El auténtico éxito de una insignificante y asquerosa oruga no es convertirse en una simétrica y preciosista mariposa, sinó salir del capullo, la cárcel de todas sus vidas".



"
El suelo se antoja húmedo imperado por el rojo. El hedor es la disculpa de los que no quieren observar. Las costillas de los cadáveres estám abiertas como si se quisieran desprender cuanto antes de sus antiguas almas. Las caras se han convertido en gemelas. Todas negras, todas escarlata. El fuego es la cortina de éstos condenados, avergonzados de no haber hecho nada en su puta vida. Si eran felices, ahora no importa pues han sucumbido. Si estaban tristes, han perdido sus oportunidades.



Yo hice esto, pero estos esclavos de la eternidad no saben cuanta culpa tienen. En la incertidumbre de sus torturas buscarán culpables, incluso sus impuras imaginaciones vagarán por el tiempo y pintarán con temperas de entraña las fauces del demonio. Una lluvía les exterminó, y en una lluvia se conviertieron. Eterna, mirando desde el cielo, tierra de fantasmas, y cayendo hacia la hierba llena de vida conviertiendola en lodo. Yo hice esto, miré como vuestras córneas estallarón bañandose en sangre, derretí vuestras arterias y aplasté vuestros corazones. Pero en cuanto la verdad se apiade de vuestras tumbas y se presente en forma de oscuro y mentiroso obispo, os daréis cuenta de que formo parte de vosotros.



Otra gota de vuestra lluvia. Un grano del arroz engullido por el hambre.



Y ahora estais aquí vosotros, seres surgidos de los folios de los impuros. La carne no entiende de burocrácias elitistas y de formas de diferenciación social. Empuñais armas diseñadas por corbatas, os protegeis con fotografías de mujeres que os engañan. Besais el rosario de un carpintero manco. Enarbolais banderas que no saben más que simplificar vuestra apatía. No entendeis nada, uniformes de llanto. No os imponeis a nada, soldados del payaso. Y aquí os disponeis, perfectamente alineados, tiñiendo el horizonte de colores emborronados, a intentar luchar contra afirmaciones que no firmarían ni el niño más audaz. Os puede la codicia, los diplomas del lisiado, los libros patriotas y los cantos del populacho. No representais nada, sois las gotas cuando chispea. Tímidas formas de violencia sin corazón ni época a la que ser fiel. Sois tan desheredados como estos cadáveres que piso sin piedad.


Porque en el que muere una hiedra aflora. Un bastardo la pisa, y la lluvia la brota.


Empieza a llover. Fundámonos con el agua en ésta nueva fiesta".




Good Charlotte - Misery


Take a look around don't you see it?
See that you are the only real face in the room
No one here has a clue what you're feeling
Don't feel bad keep your sadness alive

Look at all these happy people
Living their lives
Look at all these plastic people
Theres nothing inside
Look at all these shallow people
Telling their lies
Look at all these empty people, people


Don't you know, misery was haunting me
Yeah I heard, misery was looking for me
Happiness, a place you don't if you know me
Yeah I heard, misery was looking for me
Woah, misery's my company
Woah, misery is looking for me
Looking for me

The hands are up
Everybody's singing, everybody's moving
they're putting their feelings
They're synchronizing, and criticizing
Don't feel bad keep your sadness alive

Look a all these happy people
Living their lives
Look at all these plastic people
They're dying inside
Look at all these shallow people
Telling their lies
Look at all these empty people,people


Don't you know, misery was haunting me
Yeah I heard, was looking for me
Happiness a place you don't if you know me
Yeah I heard, misery was looking for me
Woah, misery's my company
Woah, misery is looking for me

Don't you know this misery loves me
This misery loves me
Don't you know this misery loves me
Don't you know this misery loves me

So you're tired of running
You're tired of hurting
You're tired of living in their light
You're tired of loosing
You're tired of hurting
Keep your sadness alive, alive

Don't know, misery with company
Yeah I heard, was looking for me
Happiness, a place you don't if you know me
Yeah I heard, misery was looking for me
Don't you know, misery was still with me
Yeah I heard, misery was looking for me
Happiness, a place you don't if you know me
Yeah I heard, misery was looking for me

Woah, misery my company
Woah, misery is looking for me

lunes, abril 02, 2007

LSTNNGchapter.eleven



"Lanza una piedra, y noquearás a un déspota. Tira una moneda, y unirás a una família".


Entre la inmensidad del imperio de Tritón
las aguas saben a ponzoña,
la luz que refleja en ella se convierte en un millón,
pero sólo se instala en la inerte honda zona.

Siglos ha que uno de todos vive en condena,
representando a la flor despedazada,
símbolo de vida, de eternidad,
pero sin alas.

Quizá la Muerte se regozija,
o Dios otorga una enésima oportunidad,
pero quién años ha que no sonríe,
no entiende de divinidad.

Una luz por fin ha penetrado firme,
señalando a un desgraciado,
a miles de cosas ha pedido morirse,
y ahora casi ha desangrado.

¡Oh misterioso foco!
¿Porqué eliges a un culpable?
Mi vello no abriga,
ni mis actos son loables.

Este hecho me congratula, es cierto,
me recuerda días mejores, no lo niego,
incluso empiezo a obsesionarme,
pero no lo entiendo.

Quizá me lo he ganado,
o me das lo que me quitarás mañana,
pero adoro este hecho,
de aqui nada yo pierdo.

Ese rayo es lo más bello,
se funde con mi recuerdo,
los demás nadan mientras yo rezo,
el siempre se convierte en agua dulce.

Porque "siempre" es desear,
amar y encajar,
imaginar y sollozar,
ser fiel y moral.

Solo veo muerte desde eras del faraón,
la guadaña empuñada por el cuarzo,
camino por naturaleza
y amo por pureza.

Solo deseo que ésta sensación dure un poco más,
o mucho o por siempre jamás,
la luz parece intensa,
de mi depende su mortandad.

Ese rayo intenso es un misterio surgido del corazón,
surge del cielo, la pureza del deseo,
desciende por la Madre Tierra
y posa en el infierno de la depresión.

En la inmensidad del Imperio de Tritón,
un bastardo vuelve a nacer,
nada ha cambiado en él,
pero parece sonreir otra vez.



Blink182 - Always





I've been here before a few times
And I'm quite aware we're dying
And your hands they shake with goodbyes
And I'll take you back if you'd have me
So here I am I'm trying
So here I am are you ready

Come on let me hold you, touch you, feel you
Always
Kiss you, taste you all night
Always

And I'll miss your laugh your smile
I'll admit I'm wrong if you'd tell me
I'm so sick of fights, I hate them
Lets start this again for real

So here I am I'm trying
So here I am are you ready
So here I am I'm trying
So here I am are you ready

Come on let me hold you, touch you, feel you
Always
Kiss you taste you all night
Always
(Come on let me hold you) Touch you, feel you
Always
Kiss you, taste you all night
Always

I've been here before a few times
And I'm quite aware we're dying

Come on let me hold you, touch you, feel you
Always
Kiss you, taste you all night
Always
(Come on let me hold you) Touch you, feel you
Always
Kiss you, taste you all night
Always

Always..

Always..


sábado, febrero 17, 2007

LSTNNGchapter.ten


"Y seguimos viviendo en condena,
pagando nuestros pecados.
La Tierra se ve fértil.
Las sonrisas, sinceras.
Los deseos, intactos.
El amor, eterno.

Al fin y al cabo,
la configuración de nuestras vidas
depende de la pronunciación
y amplitud del arco que desprende
ése lúgubre péndulo de guadaña,
que, una y otra vez,
segundo a segundo,
recita las mismas palabras.
Rasgando nuestra piel,
derramando nuestra sangre,
brotando nuestras lágrimas.


Las mismas palabras


Las mismas palabras


Las mismas palabras


Las mismas palabras


No me olvides, pase lo que pase


El pendulo se balanceará sin cesar,
pero jamás podrá perforar
el más profundo de mi amar


No me olvides,
pase lo que pase,
pequeña oveja blanca

De éso aguanto la eterna tortura
de ése péndulo encarnado
por el más profundo mal
que yo había representado.


No me olvides


No me olvides


No me olvides"


Red Hot Chili Peppers - Don't Forget Me

I'm an ocean in your bedroom
Make you feel warm
Make you want to re-assume
Now we know it all for sure

I'm a dance hall dirty breakbeat
Make the snow fall
Up from underneath your feet
Not alone, I'll be there
Tell me when you want to go

I'm a meth lab first rehab
Take it all off
And step inside the running cab
There's a love that knows the way

I'm the rainbow in your jail cell
All the memories of
Everything you've ever smelled
Not alone, I'll be there
Tell me when you want to go

Sideways falling
More will be revealed my friend
Don't forget me
I can't hide it
Come again make me excited

I'm an inbred and a pothead
Two legs that you spread
Inside the tool shed
Now we know it all for sure

I could show you
To the free field
Overcome and more
Will always be revealed
Not alone, I'll be there
Tell me when you want to go

Sideways falling
More will be revealed my friend
Don't forget me
I can't hide it
Come again get me excited

I'm the bloodstain
On your shirt sleeve
Coming down and more are coming to believe
Now we know it all for sure

Make the hair stand
Up on your arm
Teach you how to dance
Inside the funny farm
Not alone, I'll be there
Tell me when you want to go


PD: Gracias pequeña oveja blanca

jueves, febrero 15, 2007

LSTNNGchapter.nine

"Un solo corazón combatirá contra los demonios del Armaggeddon. No, no preguntes como es posible tal premonición, si no que preguntáte si ése corazón es el tuyo, pues el infierno es patrimonio de todos"


Aunque la ciénaga sea la más putrefacta y mortal del lugar, el cisne siempre flotará.


Sum 41 - There's no solution



Maybe nothing else will ever be so clear
Or maybe that's only my fear
If just for one day I wish I could disappear
Just take me far from here
Maybe I'd find out nothing new
Maybe I'd end up just like you

There's no solution (no solution)
Give me truth to my conviction
Is my own confusion (my confusion)
Reality or fiction
Am I out of my mind?

The constant pressure that keeps hanging over me (hanging over me)
It makes me feel so empty
It's more than anything that I could ever be (I could ever be)
What else could you take from me
It's getting harder to relate
Don't want to make the same mistakes

There's no solution (no solution)
Give me truth to my conviction
Is my own confusion (my confusion)
Reality or fiction
Am I out of my mind?

It took me so long to find out it's right
There in front of me
Too close to see
What I thought was true
I see right through what's killing you

There's no solution (I can see)
Give me truth to my conviction
Is my own confusion (that I feel)
Reality or fiction
Am I out of my mind?

So maybe nothing else will ever be so clear
Or maybe that's only my fear (Am I out of my mind?)
If just for one day I wish I could disappear
Just take me far from here (Am I out of my mind?)


Si sigo vivo es por tí, mi cisne

miércoles, febrero 07, 2007

LSTNNGchapter.eight


"Y cuando el mercante, en uno de sus diarios viajes al mismo lugar, vió que mandaron a ése eterno árbol talar, no pensó en otro igual sembrar, si no en a su leñador degollar".



Pase lo que pase, siempre podrás gritar... Sin tí las eternidades sí que se pueden dividir en muchas. Mientras, seguiré gritando...


Blink 182 - Adam's song



I never thought I'd die alone
I laughed the loudest who'd have known
I traced the cord back to the wall
No wonder it was never plugged in at all
I took my time, I hurried up
The choice was mine, I didn't think enough
I'm too depressed, to go on
You'll be sorry when I'm gone

I never conquered, rarely came
16 just held such better days
Days when I still felt alive
We couldn't wait to get outside
The world was wide, too late to try
The tour was over we'd survived
I couldn't wait till I got home
To pass the time in my room alone

I never thought I'd die alone
Another six months I'll be unknown
Give all my things to all my friends
You'll never set foot in my room again
You'll close it off, board it up
Remember the time that I spilled the cup
Of apple juice in the hall
Please tell mom this is not her fault

I never conquered, rarely came
16 just held such better days
Days when I still felt alive
We couldn't wait to get outside
The world was wide, too late to try
The tour was over we'd survived
I couldn't wait till I got home
To pass the time in my room alone

I never conquered, rarely came
Tomorrow holds such better days
Days when I can still feel alive
When I can't wait to get outside
The world is wide, the time goes by
The tour is over, I'd survived
I can't wait till I get home
To pass the time in my room alone



lunes, febrero 05, 2007

LSTNNGchapter.seven



"Mientras las antorchas descendentes terminaban de consumir a sus padres, la niña gritaba a su muñeca, esperando respuestas"

-Ciudadanos, en este momento no soy portavoz vuestro. En este momento no trabajo por vuestro presente y futuro, no soy el programa electoral, ni la chapa ni el papel reciclado con mi nombre y el de mis compañeros. Ciudadanos, hoy no precisamos de todo el microcosmos que envuelve la histórica y polémica política, hoy no se trata de aprobar leyes, o de actuar ante vuestras voluntades. Ciudadanos, hoy todo va más allá de eso.

Hemos sufrido un ataque. A las 8:26 de la mañana de hoy el país se ha despertado en medio de la muerte. No hemos acabado aun de concretar el alcanze de las bajas y daños sufridos. En realidad, no sabemos que hacer.

Porque hoy no soy vuestro presidente. No sé que hacer. Me encuentro sumido en los exiguos recuerdos de mi infancia, una de aquéllas veces que me perdí y no sabía como encontrar a mis padres. Las fuerzas armadas estan trabajando ahora mismo en busca de los supervivientes y salvaguardando a los heridos. Pero no sé que más hacer. Esto no es una guerra, un titular en un periódico o una decisión histórica. Hoy, y a partir de ahora, no sé que hacer. El miedo no es la razón, lucho contra él con vuestros corazones. La ignorancia tampoco, la combato con el equipo que formamos la nación. Tampoco lo és la muerte, pues la destruyo con la ilusión de vosotros, el pueblo.

No sé que hacer, pero sí como hacerlo. Sé que siempre hemos estado juntos. Republicanos y demócratas, comunistas y burgueses. Pobres y adinerados. Extranjeros y nativos. Y ahora más que nunca. No tengo instrucciones que dar, ni consejos que otorgar. Juntos es la manera. El qué llegará luchando a partir de ahora.

Empezemos salvando a los que allá fuera están luchando como héroes por salvar las vidas que alimentan esta casa.

No sé que hacer, pero estamos juntos.

"Mientras veo las miles de vidas que poseo desaparecer, cada una de ellas transforma un grano de arena del reloj en una foto de tí"


LSTNNG narra la historia de miles de historias mientras suena la música. Sólo en el Bastión de la Pluma Blanca.

My Chemical Romance - Famous Last Words


Now I know
That I can't make you stay
But where's your heart?
But where's your heart?
But where's your...

And I know
There's nothing I could say
To change that part
To change that part
To change...

So many
Bright lights, they cast a shadow
But can I speak?
Well is it hard understanding
I'm incomplete
A life that's so demanding
I get so weak
A love that's so demanding
I can't speak

I am not afraid to keep on living
I am not afraid to walk this world alone
Honey if you stay, I'll be forgiven
Nothing you can say can stop me going home

Can you see
My eyes are shining bright
Cause I'm out here
On the other side
Of a jet black hotel mirror
And I'm so weak
Is it hard understanding
I'm incomplete
A love that's so demanding
I get weak

I am not afraid to keep on living
I am not afraid to walk this world alone
Honey if you stay, I'll be forgiven
Nothing you can say can stop me going home

I am not afraid to keep on living
I am not afraid to walk this world alone
Honey if you stay, I'll be forgiven
Nothing you can say can stop me going home

These bright lights have always blinded me
These bright lights have always blinded me
I say

I see you lying next to me
With words I thought I'd never speak
Awake and unafraid
Asleep or dead

(How can I see, I see you lying) 'Cause I see you lying next to me
(How can I see, I see you lying) With words I thought I'd never speak
(How can I see, I see you lying) Awake and unafraid
(How can I see, I see you lying) Asleep or dead

'Cause I see you lying next to me
With words I thought I'd never speak
Awake and unafraid
Asleep or dead

'Cause I see you lying next to me
With words I thought I'd never speak
Awake and unafraid
Asleep or dead

I am not afraid to keep on living
I am not afraid to walk this world alone
(Or dead)
Honey if you stay, I'll be forgiven
Nothing you can say can stop me going home
(Or dead)
I am not afraid to keep on living
I am not afraid to walk this world alone
(Or dead)
Honey if you stay, I'll be forgiven
Nothing you can say can stop me going home
(Or dead)
I am not afraid to keep on living
I am not afraid to walk this world alone
(Or dead)
Honey if you stay, I'll be forgiven
Nothing you can say can stop me going home

jueves, febrero 01, 2007

Tregua hasta que me pare a pensar

Las etapas mas negras suelen ser divididas: En una de ellas, sodomizas tus fantasmas para que el papel sea creible a los ojos de la deidad del inexistente perdón. En la otra, inundas de Natreen la ponzoña del pantano para desear e imaginar como un gilipollas como llegan tiempos (o nuncas) mejores.



Stacy's mom has got it goin' on
Stacy's mom has got it goin' on
Stacy's mom has got it goin' on
Stacy's mom has got it goin' on

Stacy, can I come over after school? (after school)
We can hang around by the pool (hang by the pool)
Did your mom get back from her business trip? (business trip)
Is she there, or is she trying to give me the slip? (give me the slip)

You know, I'm not the little boy that I used to be
I'm all grown up now, baby can't you see

Stacy's mom has got it goin' on
She's all I want and I've waited for so long
Stacy, can't you see you're just not the girl for me
I know it might be wrong but I'm in love with Stacy's mom

Stacy's mom has got it goin' on
Stacy's mom has got it goin' on

Stacy, do you remember when I mowed your lawn? (mowed your lawn)
Your mom came out with just a towel on (towel on)
I could tell she liked me from the way she stared (the way she stared)
And the way she said, "You missed a spot over there" (a spot over there)

And I know that you think it's just a fantasy
But since your dad walked out, your mom could use a guy like me

Stacy's mom has got it goin' on
She's all I want, and I've waited so long
Stacy, can't you see you're just not the girl for me
I know it might be wrong,
but I'm in love with Stacy's mom

Stacy's mom has got it goin' on
She's all I want and I've waited for so long,
Stacy can't you see your just not the girl for me,
I know it might be wrong but oh oh
(I know it might be wrong)
I'm in love with (Stacy's mom oh oh)
(Stacys mom oh oh)
I'm in love with Stacy's mom

martes, enero 30, 2007

lunes, enero 29, 2007


LSTNNGchapter.six


Allá donde las espinas de las rosas no penetran,
mediante el violín hecho de huesos que no dejan de sangrar
y los golpes del Dios de los ya no presentes,
algo tan lejano, donde el Sol sí parece una estrella
se transformaró en esa mujer.


Gracias

LSTNNG narra la historia de miles de historias mientras suena la música. Sólo en el Bastión de la Pluma Blanca.

Incubus - Anna Molly



A cloud hangs over this city by the sea,
I watch the ships pass and wonder if she might be,
Out there and sober as a well for loneliness,
Please do persist girl its time we met and made, a mess

I picture your face in the back of my eyes,
A fire in the attic a proof of the prize,
Anna-Molly, Anna-Molly, Anna-Molly...
Doo doo doo doo do doo doo doo doo doo

A cloud hangs over,
And mutes my happiness,
A thousand ships couldn't sail me back from distress,
Wish you were here,
I'm a wounded satellite,
I need you now put me back together make me right

I picture your face in the back of my eyes a fire in the attic a proof of the prize,
Anna-Molly, Anna-Molly, Anna-Molly
I'm calling your name up into the air
Not one of the others could ever compare!
Anna-Molly, Anna-Molly!

Wait there is a light,
There is a fire illuminated attic,
Fate or something better I could care less,
Just stay with me a while,
Wait there is a light, there is a fire defragmenting the attic,
Fate or something better I could care less,
Just stay with me a while

I picture your face in the back of my eyes a fire in the attic a proof of the prize,
Anna-Molly, Anna-Molly, Anna-Molly,
I'm calling your name up into the air.
Not one of the others could ever compare!
Anna-Molly, Anna-Molly!