lunes, 29 de junio de 2009

I ♥ Pete Doherty

Carry On Up The Morning

In the morning where does the pain go?
Same place the fame goes
To your head
And it’s not easy
Getting it out your head
And it’s too easy
Getting out your head

Tell me now could not explain no
Put it in a song instead
But it’s not easy
Getting out of bed
And it’s not easy, so I said no
You used to be into me
Now you've got it in for me


Don’t you think about what they said
The way they tease me
Those notes about what you said
They said, "you two were meant to be"
And so it was meant to be

And I know where to find you, my love
In the same old flat by the river
The only way in was through the window
No it's not easy, getting outta bed
It's not easy, getting it out your head
No it's not easy, getting outta bed
Oh it's too easy, getting out your head

You talk

You talk, you talk a good game
Wish I could talk the same
A song is just a game I'm getting good at cheating at

You talk, yes you talk a good game
Won't you teach me the same
Oh I'd love to explain, like showing your hand and all about
Oh well I know, I know, I know, I know and so and so and so

So what I suppose it's got to

Oh well I never said it was clever
I just like gettinh leathered
Looking for the light the light behind your eyes

Oh well I know, I know, I know, I know it's wrong and so and so and so
So what I suppode it's got to

Bevan, he drops stones from heaven L O R D for ever
And the love, the love behind your eyes

When mind and soul don't go hand in hand

Well, you did learn from the best. A great escapist indeed, showed you how to runaway from the things she longed for and choose creature comforts instead. One would imagine you'd learn from her mistakes and change, but sometimes change implies too much... doesn't it?

When mind and soul don't go hand in hand, concentrate on something productive - that's the best u can do...

... and I will always be there.

jueves, 25 de junio de 2009

Mientras el pasado quede en el tiempo y sirva como ejemplo y experiencia para no volver a equivocarse, será una de mis herramientas favoritas para abrirme camino en la vida. Pero en cuanto se vuelva una pesadilla que no me deje respirar, deberá ser eliminado.
"She could never be as good as you
You could be my unintended
Choice to live my life extended
You should be the one I'll always love"


I need an honest answer... I know you will give me one ;)

Endlessly...
Why do you come here when you know it makes things hard for me?
when you know, oh...

miércoles, 24 de junio de 2009

Viste cuando te sentís fuerte?
bien con vos mismo, seguro de que lo que estás haciendo es para bien?
cuando confías en vos mismo y das todo por lo que crees?
cuando no te arrepentís de lo que decís, pensás y sentís...

así me siento ultimamente... ojalá me dure...
"I don't want to be your friend, I just want to be your lover.
No matter how it ends, no matter how it starts."
"Estar feliz y sin embargo no ser feliz.
Ah, pero nunca imaginé que el estar feliz
incluyera ¿sabés? tanta tristeza"


[Mario Benedetti]
Quiero arreglar todo lo que hice mal
todo lo que escondí hasta de mí,
debo contar lo que yo solo sé,
uh perdón, Victor Sueiro también.

Siempre seguí la misma dirección,
la difícil, la que usa el salmón.
Siento llegar al vacío total
de tu mano me voy a soltar...

domingo, 21 de junio de 2009

Fly away from here

Full of love

He makes me humble
the way his dark eyes gleam
like the moon in negative
the way his blood reaches out to the world
eager to touch and feel it all
he trusts completely that the world is full of love
as he is
and i want so much to make that true
that i would even die for it.

miércoles, 17 de junio de 2009

Why do you let me stay here?

Why do let me stay here?
All by myself
Why don't you come and play here?
I'm just sitting on the shelf

Why don't you sit right down and stay awhile?
We like the same things and I like your style
Its not a secret; why do you keep it?
I'm just sitting on the shelf

I got to get your presence
Let's make it known
I think you're just so pleasant
I would like you for my own...

martes, 16 de junio de 2009

Las razones son las excusas que uno inventa despues de los hechos... para limitarse... para "no hacer" lo que quiere hacer pero que es "prohibido" por preconceptos.
Si no te queres a vos mismo, no querés a los demás... los necesitas y no da que alguien te necesite...

sábado, 13 de junio de 2009

El enemigo

Mi juventud no fue sino un gran temporal
Atravesado, a rachas, por soles cegadores;
Hicieron tal destrozo los vientos y aguaceros
Que apenas, en mi huerto, queda un fruto en sazón.

He alcanzado el otoño total del pensamiento,
Y es necesario ahora usar pala y rastrillo
Para poner a flote las anegadas tierras
Donde se abrieron huecos, inmensos como tumbas.

¿Quién sabe si los nuevos brotes en los que sueño,
Hallarán en mi suelo, yermo como una playa,
El místico alimento que les daría vigor?

-¡Oh dolor! ¡Oh dolor! Devora vida el Tiempo,
Y el oscuro enemigo que nos roe el corazón,
Crece y se fortifica con nuestra propia sangre.



Baudelaire - 42 flores del mal.


A mi madre...

jueves, 11 de junio de 2009

The beast in me

The beast in me
Is caged by frail and fragile bars
Restless by day
And by night rants and rages at the stars
God help the beast in me


The beast in me
Has had to learn to live with pain
And how to shelter from the rain
And in the twinkling of an eye
Might have to be restrained
God help the beast in me


Sometimes it tries to kid me
That it's just a teddy bear
And even somehow manage to vanish in the air
And that is when I must beware
Of the beast in me that everybody knows
They've seen him out dressed in my clothes
Patently unclear
It it's New York or New Year
God help the beast in me


The beast in me

martes, 9 de junio de 2009

Adelante!

La luz se desvanece, solo hay oscuridad más allá. Tengo miedo, no voy a poder!
Adelante!, sigue caminando; nunca has tenido miedo, ¿porque has de temer ahora?
No puedo! No es que no quiera, no puedo ir hacia allá. Es demasiado, demasiado dolor...
Adelante!, si que puedes, es que no quieres enfrentar lo que más temes. Los cambios siempre te dieron pánico, ¿cierto? Pero has sobrellevado bien cada uno de ellos. Te repusiste, resurgiste cual féxin. ¿Que te detiene ahora?
La incertidumbre. Siempre supe que iba a pasar después, por eso avancé. Ahora no veo claramente, lo que viene es desconocido y no puedo. Mi corazón late como queriendo escapar, tengo frío, me duele el pecho, es demasiado, no puedo, no puedo...
Adelante! Nunca antes te habías rendido ante un desafío. Sabes que puedes, eres fuerte!
Ya no lo soy, di todo lo que era y ya no quedan mas que restos de lo que supe ser. Tengo miedo a lo que vendrá.
Adelante! No estás sola. Siempre estarán contigo todos aquellos que aprecian lo que has hecho por ellos. Adelante!
No es así, estoy sola en el mundo y los demás son circunstanciales, nadie entendería el vacío interno, ese muro que hay dentro mio que impide sentimientos de confianza. Nadie entendería lo que veo y todo lo que sé y nunca digo. No puedo mostrarme como lo que soy, nadie entendería.
Adelante! El pasado te ha demostrado para que estás aquí. Adelante!
El pasado me ha demostrado cuanto puede uno sufrir, cuan poco vale la gente y cuantas cosas se han perdido con el paso del tiempo. No hay nada positivo hacia adelante y no puedo hacerlo todo yo.
Adelante! Esta vez conseguirás lo que buscas, ese anhelo... adelante!
No sabes cuanto duele, sería entonces la primera vez en la que pueda no sufrir tanto, la primera vez que pueda ser quien realmente soy... eso no va a suceder. No en este mundo. Pero lo haré. Una vez más, pelearé por lo que es correcto. Adelante!

The same boy you've always known

You fell down of course
and then you got up of course
and you started over
forgot my name of course
then you started to remember
pretty tough to think about
the beginning of december
pretty tough to think about

You're looking down again
and then you look me over
we're laying down again
on a blanket in the clover
the same boy you've always known
well I guess I haven't grown
the same boy you've always known

Think of what the past did
it could 've lasted
so put it in your basket
I hope you know a strong man
who can lend you a hand
lowering my casket

I thought this is just today
and soon you'd been returning
the coldest blue ocean water
cannot stop my heart and mind
from burning
everyone who's in the know says
that's exactly how it goes
and if there's anything good about me
I'm the only one who knows



creo que así te debes sentir... no sé arreglarlo...

Fanática yo? xD foto de hace mucho...

Salió Battle for the sun - listo :) lo mejor del 2009!

domingo, 7 de junio de 2009

Take me or leave me

I have so many things to learn, yet I sometimes believe I know everything I need to know to keep surviving in this pathetic world.

I learnt most things the hard way and I always wonder why I turned out to be what I am and not a junkie, a killer or worse. I just don't know, I assume I chose the right path.

You will never get to know me completely, I'm not ready to share all I have become with anyone yet. So please, don't push me to explain things I don't want to or better... I can't. Don't think that by just looking into my eyes you will see through me. They show what I let them show, bits of me only. Don't try to understand what goes on in my mind, you would never understand the complexity of it.

Take me as I am or leave me. I will survive...



sábado, 6 de junio de 2009

One of a Kind

On top of the world you get nothing done,
Talk is cold and burns like the sun,
Can't you see these skies are breaking?
Coz on top of the world is where I'm from..
The back of the class is where I was,
Keeping quiet, playing dumb,
Can't you see these skies are breaking?
Coz the back of the class is where I'm from ..

And I am one,
I am .
I am one,
I am, I am, I am, I am, I am.

I'm in a race and it's killing time,
I don't need yours I'll keep it with mine,
Can't you see these skies are breaking?
Coz I'm in a race and I'm doing fine,
Thank you.

Two of a kind and no one home,
I'm in a crowd and I'm still alone,
Can't you see these skies are breaking?
Cos one of a kind is all I own..

I am one,
I am.
I am one,
I am, I am, I am, I am, I am.

Out of the womb and into the void,
I wanna try but I get annoyed,
Can't you see these skies are breaking?
So out of the womb and into the void.

I am one,
I am.
I am one,
I am I am I am I am.
I am one,
I am.
I am one,
I am I am I am I am I am.

On top of the world you get nothing done.

viernes, 5 de junio de 2009


I will love you... Always... and Never...

The Real Folk Blues

Too much time has passed by to
Lament that we were deeply in love
The wind keeps blowing, while my heart
Cannot heal all the tears in it
Watching tomorrow with one eye
While keeping the other on yesterday

If only I could peacefully sleep
In the cradle of your love, again

Someone, cry for me with parched eyes

The real folk blues
I only want to know what true sadness is
Sitting in muddy water
Isn't such a bad life
If it ends after the first time

Despair filled with hope
And this chance with a trap set
What's right or wrong?
It's like two sides of a coin


How long must I live till I'm healed

The real folk blues
I only want to know true happiness is
All that glitters is not gold

The real folk blues
I only want to know what true sadness is
Sitting in muddy water
Isn't such a bad life
If it ends after the first time

It ain't over till it's over

Here we are, still together
We are one...
So much time, wasted,
Playing games with love

So many tears I've cried
So much pain inside
But baby it ain't over 'til it's over
So many years we've tried
To keep our love alive
But baby it ain't over 'til it's over

How many times
Did we give up
But we always worked things out
And all my doubts and fears
Kept me wondering, yeahhh
If I'd always, always be in love


So many tears I've cried
So much pain inside
But baby it ain't over 'til it's over

So many years we've tried
And kept our love alive
'Cause baby it ain't over 'til it's over

etc...


Is it over? you say no and I say I don't know. I'm losing my mind...

Nothing

Nothing is what it seems
Nothing is ever enough
Nothing is everything
Nothing is me
Nothing is you
Nothing is NOTHING

Kill my brain, please!
Shoot it dead!
Kill it good, for me...

jueves, 4 de junio de 2009

Ten Things I Hate About You


I hate the way you talk to me,
and the way you cut your hair.
I hate the way you drive my car,
I hate it when you stare.
I hate your big dumb combat boots
and the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick,
it even makes me rhyme.
I hate the way you're always right,
I hate it when you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh,
even worse when you make me cry.
I hate it when you're not around,
and the fact that you didn't call.
But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you,
not even close
not even a little bit
not even at all.

Something About Us

It might not be the right time
I might not be the right one
But there's something about us I want to say
Cause there's something between us anyway


I might not be the right one
It might not be the right time
But there's something about us I've got to do
Some kind of secret I will share with you

I need you more than anything in my life
I want you more than anything in my life
I'll miss you more than anyone in my life
I love you more than anyone in my life

martes, 2 de junio de 2009

Ad Astra Per Aspera

una de las frases que me gustaría tatuarme pero no me termina de convencer... es casi como la que tengo tatuada pero no tan significativa aún... el tiempo me dirá si me lo hago o no - la foto no es nada como el diseño que pensé pero igual me gustó y por eso la subí :)

"hacia las estrellas a través de las dificultades"


Para el que le interesa aprender un poco:
“Ad astra per aspera” fue el lema elegido por la NASA para las misiones Apolo a la Luna; una variante, “Per ardua ad astra” es lema de la Royal Air Force británica. Durante la Segunda Guerra Mundial fue utilizado por los presos de los campos de concentración alemanes.

¿Por qué ad astra per aspera? Porque es una filosofía de vida, porque las estrellas son alcanzables, porque el camino más dificil siempre enorgullece y porque la facilidad no es sinónimo de la vida.

Please, please, please let me get what I want

Good times for a change
See, the luck Ive had
Can make a good man
Turn bad

So please please please
Let me, let me, let me
Let me get what I want
This time

Havent had a dream in a long time
See, the life Ive had
Can make a good man bad

So for once in my life
Let me get what I want
Lord knows, it would be the first time
Lord knows, it would be the first time

Húmeda

Pensando en ella estoy tal vez
se escuchaban sus plegarias
hacia el mar de una pintura

El amanecer la aniquiló
contra la pared
dejando las manchas del dolor

Se endulzó con el vapor
si todo fuera de amarse
enloqueció tratando de llevarlo

Tras una cortina de amarillo humo
tu piel perdió

Sabes bien, no podré
sin ti al lado mío
sabes bien, te amaré
aunque no estés aquí

Escapó en un barco sin un mar
y se la vio llorando sin parar
sus lágrimas creando el océano
flotó por siempre en su dolor

Sabes bien, no podré
sin ti al lado mío
sabes bien, te amaré
aunque no estés aquí

lunes, 1 de junio de 2009

I wasn't born...


I had to fight my way in the world and will keep on 'till the day I die!

Decir la verdad...

Decir la verdad es lo que siempre me funcionó...
Odio mentir. Me molesta verme obligada a hacerlo para no lastimar a la gente.

En mi mundo, la verdad duele pero no ofende y siempre, siempre es mejor que la mentira.
Decirte hoy la verdad fue liberador, moría de miedo por tu reacción pero no me desfraudaste y eso es increíble.

Te doy un punto a favor, pero aún faltan muchos...

Dead leaves and the dirty ground

Dead leaves and the dirty ground
when I know you're not around
shiny tops and soda pops
when I hear your lips make a sound

Thirty notes in the mailbox
will tell you that I'm coming home
and I think I'm gonna stick around
for a while so you're not alone

If you can hear a piano fall
you can hear me coming down the hall
if I could just hear your pretty voice
I don't think I need to see at all

Soft hair and a velvet tongue
I want to give you what you give to me
and every breath that is in your lungs
is a tiny little gift to me

I didn't feel so bad till the sun went down
then I come home
no one to wrap my arms around

Well any man with a microphone
can tell you what he loves the most
and you know why you love at all
if you're thinking of the holy ghost