miércoles, 7 de julio de 2010
para enamorarme no necesito tu consentimiento.
martes, 11 de mayo de 2010
jueves, 22 de abril de 2010
desaparecer. eterno sonido en el audio.
I'm looking at what's on T.V
Pain and suffering
And the struggle to be free
It can't ever be denied and I
Never will ignore
But when I see you coming
I can take it all
You're so fine
Lose my mind
And the world seems to disappear
All the problems, all the fears
And the world seems to disappear
Say your mine
And give yourself to the
Feelings that you know
I'm needing
All that you can give me
All the things
That you do so well
Words are healing
Sweet anticipation
Making spells
As the shadows close in
Fall across all our yesterdays
You're so fine
Lose my mind
And the world seems to disappear
All the problems, all the fears
And the world seems to disappear
You're so fine
Lose my mind
And the world seems to disappear
All the problems, all the fears
And the world seems to disappear
Disappear, disappear, disappear, disappear, disappear, disappear, disappear
Say if I could
Look into myself and reason
But I could never never see or
Make sense of the dealings
Turn around
Am I looking at salvation
Make me realise all that I am
You put the light inside this man
You're so fine
Lose my mind
And the world seems to disappear
All the problems, all the fears
And the world seems to disappear
You're so fine
Lose my mind
And the world seems to disappear
All the problems, all the fears
And the world seems to disappear
You're so fine
Lose my mind
And the world seems to disappear
All the problems, all the fears
And the world seems to disappear
You're so fine
Lose my mind
And the world seems to disappear
All the problems, all the fears
And the world seems to disappear
lunes, 12 de abril de 2010
ahi arriba........ EN EL CIELO
con mi reloj.
Midiendo el tiempo líquido del sol.
Ya no quedan huellas de ayer,
No hay tiempo ni minutos para vos.
Y Conversábamos en la estación,
Midiendo el futuro de los dos.
Ah, mi amor te espera en el cielo,
sin tiempo,
Ah, mi amor te espera en el cielo,
sin tiempo,
De lejos,
Oh, soy yo.
Mirábamos el río una vez más,
Las noctilucas desde el agua van
Y sobre el viento cruzarás,
El cielo despejado de los dos.
Y en tus ojos veo intuición.
Y en tus manos siento mi calor
Ah, mi amor te espera en el cielo,
sin tiempo,
Ah, mi amor te espera en el cielo,
sin tiempo,
De lejos soy yo.
miércoles, 7 de abril de 2010
uh.
Painless
So easy
You come fast
And leave me
Half a life
For one kiss
Inflation
And now this
The player game
Innocently
Was always there
But used to be
Only one way
To feel love
But now it isThe only one
NO es tan grave che.
Pero tampoco edulcorante.
Mirarse al espejo.
Entender limitaciones.
Hacerse un bien.
No todos vinimos a lo mismo.
Y eso también esta muy bien.
(La mediocridad para algunos es normal)
(La locura es poder ver más allá)
(*)
Cuchillos.
65 cuchilladas.
Esa chica me traumo.
(**)
Después ocurre el puto flashback.
Me siento desgraciada y no va.
No sirve de nada.
Todo sigue en movimiento.
La gente que te quiere bien.
TRAGATE esta mami.
(encima no puedo avanzar mas en el Treasure Isle)
viernes, 19 de marzo de 2010
For I know one thing, Love comes on a wing.
Through valleys so still we dare not breathe, To be by your side.
Over the shifting desert plains, Across mountains all in flames.
Through howling winds and driving rains, To be by your side.
Every mile and every year for every one a little tear.
I cannot explain this, Dear, I will not even try.
Into the night as the stars collide,
Across the borders that divide forests of stone standing petrified,
To be by your side.
Every mile and every year, For every one a single tear.
I cannot explain this, Dear, I will not even try.
For I know one thing, Love comes on a wing.
For tonight I will be by your side. But tomorrow I will fly.
From the deepest ocean To the highest peak,
Through the frontiers of your sleep.
Into the valley where we dare not speak, To be by your side.
Across the endless wilderness where all the beasts bow down their heads.
Darling I will never rest till I am by your side.
Every mile and every year, Time and Distance disappear I cannot explain this.
Dear No, I will not even try.
For I know one thing, Love comes on a wing and tonight I will be by your side.
But tomorrow I will fly away, Love rises with the day and tonight I may be by your side.
But tomorrow I will fly, Tomorrow I will fly, Tomorrow I will fly.
viernes, 12 de marzo de 2010
VIERNES. mufa. (olvido)
And I was at the old dance-hall on the edge of town
Some big ceremony was going down
Dancers writhed and squirmed and then,
Came apart and then writhed again
Like squirming flies on a pin
In the heat and in the din
Yes, in the heat and in the din
I fell to thinking about brand new wife of mad john finn
Well, midnite came and clock did strike
And in she came, did john finn's wife
With legs like scissors and butcher's knives
A tattooed breast and flaming eyes
And a crimson carnation in her teeth
Carving her way through the dance floor
And I'm standing over by the bandstand
Every eye gaping on john finn's wife
Yeah, every eye gaping on john finn's wife
Now john finn's wife was something of a mystery
In a town where to share a sworn secret was a solemn duty
I had brass knuckles and a bolo knife
Over near the bandstand with john finn's wife
She got perfumed breasts and raven hair
Sprinkled with wedding confettis
And a gang of garrotters were all giving me stares
Armed, as they were, with machetes
And the night through the window was full of lights
Winking and awatching at john finns' wife
Winking and awatching at john finns' wife
Next came the cops, all out on the town
But it don't look like no trouble there
As they head for the bar in their lumpy suits
And I slip my hand between the thighs of john finn's wife
And they seemed to yawn awake, her things
It was a warm and very ferocious night
The moon full of blood and light
And my eyes grew small and my eyes grew tight
As I plotted in the ear of john finns' wife
Enter john finn in his shrunken suit
With his quick black eyes and black cheroot
With his filled-down teeth and a hobnail boot
And his fists full of pistols in his pockets
Aiming at me and aiming at his wife
The band fall silent fearing for their lives
And with fear in my guts like tangled twine
Cause all I got is brass knuckles and a bolo knife
And mad john finns' wife is all
And the three of us walk out of the hall
Now the night bore down upon us all
You could hear the crickets in the thickets call
And guns did flare and guns did bawl
And I planted my bolo knife in the neck
Of mad john finn. I took his wretched life
Now I'm over near the bandstand
Every hand moving on john finns' wife
Every hand moving on john finns' wife
And john finns' wife
Took all the flowers down
From her hair
And threw them on the ground
And the flies did hum
And the flies did buzz around
Poor john finn
Lying dead upon the ground
Lying dead upon the ground
sábado, 6 de marzo de 2010
No es así.
“vénganse loquitas, querer es poder”
Me dice Gaby.
“no puedo! No puedo! No tengo un mango!”
Le contesto.
“QUERER ES PODER”
Insiste.
(La puta madre).
Luego de una jornada de pescador “ejercito”, más silleta
playera, más una inusual afición a Stephen King,
más productito anti-mosquito, más jardin, más pasto,
más mariposas,
más Don Satur agridulce, más un tridente poderoso de juegos
babeantes….
Festejando mi novedosa aproximación al Sudoku.
Sumándole aparte, el pan y el queso….
Pan y queso, pan y queso, pan y queso.
Textos a las 4 de la mañana, me hago la dormi,
me hago la dormi, me hago la dormi.
Quiero ir.
No es justo.
Puta madre.
Que incordio.
Nada me conforma.
Ahora que pienso…No pegue un solo comment…
Sobre Alice…
Que loco…
Debe ser esto de la burbuja…
Y la costumbre de que…
Oigo lo que quiero oír.
“Siempre que salga de mi ombligo”
Digo.
“claro, tus gustos de dominatriz (¿?)”
Me dice Tt.
(no es tan así tampoco).
A veces. Solo a veces.
Es.
NO entiendo.
Como haces.
miércoles, 17 de febrero de 2010
(acompañese con la idea fija que lo aqueja)
The light was brighter
The taste was sweeter
The nights of wonder
With friends surrounded
The dawn mist glowing
The water flowing
The endless river
Forever and ever
miércoles, 10 de febrero de 2010
carlota y hansen
Down into the dregs of the world
She's fighting, she's fighting
The urge to make sand out of pearls
Heaven Can Wait and hell's too far to go
Somewhere between what you need and what you know
And they're trying to drive that escalator into the ground
She's hiding, she's hiding
On a battelship of baggage and bones
There's thunder, there's lightening
And a avalanche of faces you know
Heaven Can Wait and hell's too far to go
Somewhere between what you need and what you know
And they're trying to drive that escalator into the ground
You left your credentials in a greyhound station
With a first aid kit and a flash light
Somewhere between what you need and what you know
And they're trying to drive that escalator into the ground
lunes, 1 de febrero de 2010
ONDA.
despues de haber vivido el infierno
que lindo que es poder amarte y mirarte otra vez
despues de estar tan enfermo
Que lindo corazon que estas aca y aca latiendo
y me desenrredes los ojos
y si por ahi el miedo me viene a buscar de nuevo
voy a recordar lo que cantamos una vez, mirando el cielo yo
Cantale a la luna y al sol
cantale a la estrella que te acompaño
cantale a tus amigos con el corazon
Cantale a la luna y al sol
canta que es la tierra que canta en voz
cantale a tus amigos con el corazon
Yo no se por que a veces me pierdo
los ojos se me dan vuelta y me muero por dentro...
y me encierro otra vez y no puedo salir... ayay ayay ayay
no puedo ver lo lindo de cada momento
Es que a veces no me le animo al niño que llevo dentro
a veces pienso que estan mal algunas cosas que siento
Pero basta ya de eso y echa pa' fuera el baibaibon
no tengo tiempo ahora de eso, estoy en otra cancion se acabo
Cantale a la luna y al sol
cantale a la estrella que te acompaño
cantale a tus amigos con el corazon
Cantale a la luna y al sol
canta que es la tierra que canta en voz
cantale a tus amigos con el corazon
martes, 26 de enero de 2010
llegamos al 200. que cosa de locos.
(pobres perros no tienen la culpa)
Don't say morning's come
Don't say it's up to me
If I could take twenty five minutes
Out of the record books
Sugar, he brings me Sugar
Bobby's collecting bees
And hammers, he used one on me
Cold war with little boys
Get in with a bubble gum trade and
Sugar, bring me Sugar
And all the robins bring, bring me many things but
Sugar, he brings me Sugar
As far as I can tell
I've been gone for miles now
You know, and I know I don't know me very well
And I know, and you know if they found me out
Sugar, he brings me Sugar
I know the robins bring, they bring me many things
But Sugar, he brings me Sugar
ALGO SEÑORAS Y SEÑORES QUE ME DURA YA UN PAR DE AÑOS, SOSTENIDOS, Y CON 200 PUBLICACIONES. AL MENOS ME SIENTO ORGULLOSA. CARAJO. MIERDA. Torcu todo lo puede.
lunes, 18 de enero de 2010
Everything must be this way
There was a person there
Who put forth the proposition
That you can petition the Lord with prayer
Petition the lord with prayer
Petition the lord with prayer
You cannot petition the lord with prayer!
Can you give me sanctuary
I must find a place to hide
A place for me to hide
Can you find me soft asylum
I can't make it anymore
The Man is at the door
Peppermint miniskirts, chocolate candy
Champion sax and a girl named Sandy
There's only four ways to get unraveled
One is to sleep and the other is travel
One is a bandit up in the hills
One is to love your neighbor till
His wife gets home
Catacombs
Nursery bones
Winter women Growing stones
(Carrying babies to the river)
Streets and shoes, Avenues
Leather riders selling news
(The monk bought lunch)
Successful hills are here to stay
Everything must be this way
Gentle streets where people play
Welcome to the Soft Parade
All our lives we sweat and save
Building for a shallow grave
Must be something else we say
Somehow to defend this place
(Everything must be this way
Everything must be this way)
The Soft Parade has now begun
Listen to the engines hum
People out to have some fun
A cobra on my left
Leopard on my right, yeah
Deer woman in a silk dress
Girls with beads about their necks
Kiss the hunter of the green vest
Who has wrestled before
With lions in the night
Out of sight!
The lights are getting brighter
The radio is moaning
Calling to the dogs
There are still a few animals
Left out in the yard
But it's getting harder
To describe sailors
To the underfed
Tropic corridor
Tropic treasure
What got us this far
To this mild equator
We need someone or something new
Something else to get us through
Calling on the dogs
Calling on the dogs
Calling on the dogs
Calling on the dogs
Calling in the dogs
Calling all the dogs
Calling on the gods
Meet me at the crossroads
Meet me at the edge of town
Outskirts of the city
Just you and I
And the evening sky
You'd better come alone
You'd better bring your gun
We're gonna have some fun
When all else fails
We can whip the horses' eyes
And make them sleep
And cry....
domingo, 29 de noviembre de 2009
Gus comestible 100%
Él era el Principio y de la noche hizo luz
y fue el cielo y esto que está aquí.
Hubo tierra, agua, sangre, flores,
todo eso y también tiempo.
Claramente digo que este fue el mundo del hombre
y así fue. Así.
Hombre que te miras en las aguas para ver quien sos
Mírame si quieres verte porque imagen mía sos.
Ya lo hiciste: vive sólo hoy.
Hubo pueblos y países y hubo hombres con memoria
claramente digo que este fue el mundo del hombre
y se contaron todas estas cosas
y así fue. Así
Hay algo oculto en cada sensación
Ella parece sospechar
Parece descubrir
En mi debilidad
Los vestigios de una hoguera
Oh mi corazon se vuelve delator
Traicionandome
Por descuido
Fui victima de todo alguna vez
Ella lo pouede percibir
Ya nada puede impedir
En mi fragilidad
Es el curso de las cosas
Oh mi corazon se vuelve delator
Se abren mis esposas
Un suave latigo
Una premonicion
Evocan llagas en las manos
Un dulce palpito
La clave intima
Se van cayendo de mis labios
Un señuelo
Hay algo oculto en cada sensacion
Ella parece sospechar
parece descubrir
En mi
Que aquel amor
Es como un oceano de fuego
Oh mi corazon se vuelve delator
La fiebre volvera
De nuevo
Un suave latigo
Una premonicion
Evocan llagas en las manos
Un dulce palpito
La clave intima
Se van cayendo de mis labios
Como un mantra
De mis labios
De mis labios
viernes, 27 de noviembre de 2009
Y ahora pensaba...
jueves, 26 de noviembre de 2009
lunes, 16 de noviembre de 2009
jueves, 29 de octubre de 2009
Nada.
miércoles, 28 de octubre de 2009
Sellando el mundo.
I'm gonna tell you the future
I see you, living happily
With somebody who really suits ya
Someone like me
Made me want you
Maybe dumb, maybe wise...?
I don't know
domingo, 25 de octubre de 2009
No me veras arrodillado ("ni en pedo" dice Garcia)
En esta puta ciudad todo se incendia y se va, matan a pobres corazones. En esta sucia ciudad no hay que seguir ni parar, ciudad de locos corazones. No quiero salir a fumar, no quiero salir a la calle con vos. No quiero empezar a pensar quién puso la yerba en ese viejo cajón. Buen día lexotanil, buen día señora, buen día doctor. Maldito sea tu amor tu inmenso reino y tu ansiado dolor. ¿Qué es lo que quieren de mí, qué es lo que quieren saber? No me verás arrodillado. (NI EN PEDO, dice garcia) Dicen que ya no soy más yo, que estoy más loco que ayer, y matan a pobres corazones. los tres! los tres! los tres! (***) y ahora chau... los dos! los dos! los dos! Nota al Pie: creo que no hay vuelta atras una vez... se escucha esa version de ciudad de pobres corazones. creo que ya no soy mas fans de papito Gus.... me enamore directamente de nuevo. |
