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  • Nada importante y mis rayaduras: Parte I

    Y es que hoy tengo mil cosas que decir.
    Yo tambien tengo miedo. No tanto por meter la pata o hacer algo que no te guste. Eso son tonterías. Tengo miedo de saltar y caer. De dar un paso y que tú no lo des conmigo, y sentir que, lo que parecía que era suelo firme, se desvanece bajo mis pies. Tengo miedo de caer en eso que llaman «amor», y que tu no caigas conmigo. Miedo de lanzarme y que no estés a mi lado, que no me sigas. Y de enamorarme y comportarme estúpidamente, hacer cosas de las que me arrepienta… y perderte.

    Quizás lo que me da verdadero pánico es el amor, en si mismo.

    (y quizás, en vez de escribirlo, debería decirtelo a la cara. Ya sabes, que son tonterías y que yo me rayo mucho por nada. No es importante.)

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  • Brendan’s death song

    Red Hot Chili Peppers – Brendan’s Death Song

    Live and die before I get it done,
    will you decide.
    I’ll take my words and turn them into sounds,
    it will survive.
    Because a long time ago,
    I knew not to deprive.

    It’s safe out there and now you’re everywhere,
    just like the sky.
    And you are love,
    you are the love supreme,
    you are the rye.
    And when you hear this,
    You know its your jam,
    It’s your goodbye.

    Like I said you know I’m almost dead,
    you know I’m almost gone.
    And when the drummer drums,
    he’s gonna play my song,
    to carry me along.

    Like I said you know I’m almost dead,
    You know I’m almost gone.
    And when the boatman comes to ferry me away,
    to where we all belong.

    We your cost,
    when we were feeling lost,
    it’s just the time.
    Kateri cried,
    the day her lover died,
    she recognized.
    Because ya gave her,
    a life of real love,
    it’s no surprise.
    The night’s are long,
    but the years are short,
    when you’re alive.
    Way back when,
    will never be again,
    it was a time.
    It’s gonna catch you,
    so glad I met you,
    to walk a line.

    [Chorus:]
    Like I said you know I’m almost dead,
    you know I’m almost gone.
    And when the drummer drums,
    he’s gonna play my song,
    to carry me along.

    Like I said you know I’m almost dead,
    You know I’m almost gone.
    And when the boatman comes to ferry me away,
    to where we all belong.

    Come get me
    Hey!

    Hey!

    Yeah!
    Yeah!
    Yeah!

    Like I said you know I’m almost dead,
    you know I’m almost gone.
    And when the drummer drums,
    he’s gonna play my song,
    to carry me along.

    Like I said you know I’m almost dead,
    You know I’m almost gone.
    And when the boatman comes to ferry me away,
    to where we all belong.

    Then we live,
    so every time you die,
    he’s in the revert sky.
    Lay me down,
    so when it’s time to leave,
    another sun will rise.

    I said yeah!
    Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
    I said yeah!
    Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!

    Like I said you know I’m almost dead,
    you know I’m almost gone.
    (I said yeah!
    Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!)
    And when the drummer drums,
    he’s gonna play my song,
    to carry me along.
    (I said yeah!
    Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!)
    Like I said you know I’m almost dead,
    You know I’m almost gone.
    (I said yeah!
    Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!)
    And when the boatman comes to ferry me away,
    to where we all belong.
    (I said yeah!
    Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!)

    Like I said you know I’m almost dead,
    you know I’m almost gone.
    Like I said you know I’m almost dead,
    you know I’m almost gone.
    Like I said you know I’m almost dead,
    you know I’m almost gone.
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  • Story of a girl

    Nine Days – Absolutely (story of a girl)


    This is the story of a girl
    Who cried a river and drowned the whole world
    And while she looked so sad in photographs
    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

    [Chorus]

    Now how many lovers would stay
    Just to put up with this shit
    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

    [Chorus]

    [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

    [Chorus]

    This is the story of a girl
    Whose pretty face she hid from the world
    And while she looks so sad in photographs
    I absolutely love her

    This is the story of a – girl
    Who cried a river and drowned the whole world
    And while she looked so sad in photographs
    I absolutely love her
    When she smiles
    When she smiles!
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  • Sonrisas

    Ver fugazmente su sonrisa en todas las sonrisas que ves. Es… extraño, pero empiezo a acostumbrarme. Y empiezo a entender un par de cosas. Y empiezo a pensar que las cosas solo pueden ir a mejor. Quizás ha sido esta última semana… No sé.

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