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 !