domingo, diciembre 03, 2006

las musaz quileando





She colourblind tired eyes
Her hallway aching
She'll never move him - likes it that way
He's just a walker and he'll never stop walking away
It's not too soon he said,
It's not too soon at all
You might as well be dead he sai
If you're afraid to fall,
I said -,
I know her
She said - Why do you stare so hard
Wrapped up like a doll in bad dreams and broken arms
Make these old bones shiver
It's not too soon he said,
It's not too soon at all
You might as well be dead he said
If you're afraid to fall,
I said - I know her
The last time I saw you,
You were standing in the dark
And with a freezing face, I watched you fall apart
It's not too soon he said, It's not too soon at all
You might as well be dead he said
If you're afraid to fall,
I said, done your time,
been in your place

I couldn't look you in the faceand tell you that it turns me on
it makes my stomach turn
I know her.

Anda ¡Tandenéame que estoy cortavénica!
Lirismo de enCanto Is not too soon, de Throwing Muses

2 comentarios:

jomi dijo...

Violeta

Revienta la noche
paralela a mi absoluta y soñadora melancolía
revienta la noche
en infinitos latidos de plata

los pies y las manos
incrustan su marfil empalidecido
en el ébano profundo
nadie, entre todos los pájaros
ni tú mismo
(hombre-vértigo pedazo de abismo que circula)
podria mirarse y mirarme

me invade la ultima claridad
de la estrella verde delos aventureros
caída de lado, la calle maltrara
vehículos y violines
sólo mi soledad es superior a mi amarga alegría

itinerario que iguala mi rostro a las sementeras
en aquel grupo de estrellas necesarias
estuvo mi corazón mas cerca de mí misma
Winnet de Rokha.
poeta chilena de la vanguardia
esposa de pablo de rokha, poeta q trabajo en mi tesian
espero q te guste

José Borges dijo...

Sugerencias musicales:
Deadman
Footsteps
Fatal

Todas de Pearl Jam. Te deben gustar.

Saludos

PD - Me alegra ver que estás escribiendo acá más a menudo.