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Is about everything: junio 2008

viernes, junio 20, 2008

Ganas

Hoy tengo ganas de ti,
ganas de mirarte, respirarte,
sentirte, olfatearte, gustarte,
despertarte, masticarte, besarte,
desnudarte, iluminarte, gustarte,
enloquecerte, asesinarte, resucitarte,
buscarte, evadirte... entregarme.

martes, junio 10, 2008

Canción de la semana

Esta canción no pudo llegar a mis oídos en mejor momento... gracias Amy por la comprensión.

Artist: Amy Whinehouse
Tittle: Tears Dry On Their Own
Album: Back To Black

All I can ever be to you,
Is a darkness that we knew,
And this regret I've got accustomed to,
Once it was so right,
When we were at our high,
Waiting for you in the hotel at night,
I knew I hadn't met my match,
But every moment we could snatch,
I don't know why I got so attached,
It's my responsibility,
And you don't owe nothing to me,
But to walk away I have no capacity

[Chorus:]
He walks away,
The sun goes down,
He takes the day but I'm grown,
And in your way, in this blue shade
My tears dry on their own,

I don't understand,
Why do I stress A man,
When there's so many bigger things at hand,
We could a never had it all,
We had to hit a wall,
So this is inevitable withdrawal,
Even if I stop wanting you,
A Perspective pushes true,
I'll be some next man's other woman soon,

I shouldn't play myself again,
I should just be my own best friend,
Not fuck myself in the head with stupid men,

[Chorus]

So we are history,
YOUR shadow covers me
The sky above,
A blaze only that lovers see

[Chorus]

I wish I could say no regrets,
And no emotional debts,
Cause that kiss goodbye the sun sets,
So we are history,
The shadow covers me,
The sky above a blaze that only lovers see,

[x2]
He walks away,
The sun goes down,
He takes the day but I'm grown,
And in you way,
My deep shade,
My tears dry