es de noche, me voy a casa

broken by
giardini di mirò - dividing opinions
[homesleep; 2007]

no me importa que no me importe

People think that we don't understand
What it takes to outta be a man

I don’t care much for that
I don’t know why

Just a fight or just a waste of time
Hiding things that no one wants to find

I don’t know much of that
I don’t care why

Goin’ against your mind

When I was a kid I saw a light
Floating high above the trees one night

Thought ‘twas an alien
Turned out to be just god

If you’re not sure who not to believe
Who has better reasons to decieve

Then they’ll be glad’r
That's all they do

Goin’ against your mind

And he was there
No he was there


goin’ against your mind
built to spill - you in reverse
[warner bros; 2006]

transtorno bipolar

la piel de cordero empieza a dar síntomas de debilidad, ya me queda pequeña, me oprime, algunas costuras han dicho basta, y me paso las noches remendándolas.

mi estilista me ha recomendado que me corte el pelo, que me vista siempre de negro, que trabaje mi mirada, que no ría los chistes de los demás, que mi gesto sea adusto y serio, debo transmitir respeto, incluso intimidar.
que se acabó lo de coser por las noches, que me arranque la piel y deje salir "el lobo que hay en mí".
no sé si despedirle o hacerle caso.

cada día tengo las cosas más claras, por eso cada día lo veo todo más oscuro.
y me paso las horas mirando al techo, esperando ver pasar al sueño.


...
let me back
i promise to be good
don't look in the mirror
at the face you don't recognize
help me
call the doctor
put me inside
put me inside
...
i keep the wolf from the door
but he calls me up
calls me on the phone
tells me all the ways that he's gonna mess me up
steal all my children
if i don't pay the ransom
but i'll never see him again
if i squeal to the cops

wolf at the door
radiohead - hail to the thief
[capitol; 2003]

nada que decir (iv)

1,2,3, sol

Una cosa más vamos a cantar,
una oración al desayunar.

Gracias por venir.
Gracias, ¿Cuánto tardas en salir de allí?
Tantas vueltas para acabar en el refranero.
¿Y qué te esperabas?

La mañana ya llegó, hoy puede ser un gran día.

¡Ya sale el sol!
¡Por el balcón!

Vasos, cucharas...
a través de tu risa la vida me pide perdón.
Vasos, cucharas, buenas caras.

Sube a la mesa...

Una cosa más... vamos a cambiar
toda la ilusión por curiosidad.

¡Ya sale el sol!
¡Por el balcón!

Cuántas vueltas para acabar en el perchero...
junto a la mesa.

Vasos, cucharas...
romper un silencio así ya tiene perdón.

¡Viva la guerra!

La mañana ya llegó, hoy puede ser un gran día.
La mañana ya llegó... hoy puede ser...

1,2,3, sol
standstill - vivalaguerra
[2006]

nada que decir (III)

terra nova

How could I
Have led these men to their demise
And they just follow?
Exploration's last great prize
It wasn't mine

And mores the shame
You will remember my name

Great god
This is an awful place
And I do not think that we can hope
For any better things now
Oh the end
Cannot be far
It cannot be far
I cannot wait
Explorations last great prize
A saving grace
It wasn't mine

And mores the shame
You will remember my name

terra nova
iLiKETRAiNS - progress reform
[audio cd; 2006]

nada que decir (II)

dondante In a dream I saw you walkin, like a kid alive and talkin, that was you. In the classroom you were teachin, on the streets you were policing that was you. To the one I now know most, I will tell them of your ghost like a thing, that never, ever was. And all that ever mattered will some day turn back to batter like a joke. Behind thin walls you hid your feelins, take four legs to make a ceilin like a thing. In a dream I saw you walkin, with your friends alive and talking, that was you. Well I saw it in your movement, and even though you never knew it. Well, I knew, just how sweet it could be, if you'd never left these streets. You had me worried! So worried, that this would last... But now I'm learning, learning that this will pass... dondante my morning jacket - z [ato Records; 2005]

nada que decir (I)

funeral

I'm coming up only to hold you under
I'm coming up only to show you wrong
And to know you is hard and we wonder
To know you all wrong, we were

Really too late to call, so we wait for
Morning to wake you; it's all we got
To know me as hardly golden
Is to know me all wrong, they were

At every occasion I'll be ready for a funeral
At every occasion once more is called a funeral
Every occasion I'm ready for the funeral
At every occasion one brilliant day funeral

I'm coming up only to show you down for
I'm coming up only to show you wrong
To the outside, the dead leaves, they all blow (alive is very poetic)
For'e (before) they died had trees to hang their hope

At every occasion I'll be ready for the funeral
At every occasion once more is called the funeral
At every occasion I'm ready for the funeral
At every occasion one brilliant day funeral


the great salt lake

Back of the boat was painted wrecking ball
There was country music playing but he don’t like it all

There was whiskey bottle spilling and a lake it was made of salt

Well look out back there was a note on the door it saying,
“Everybody listen we will be the next on the hope ”

Well if you find yourself falling apart
Well I am sure I could steer
The great salt lake
Falling apart
Well I am sure I could steer
The great salt lake

Your old man was but a wishing machine
It’s time that you could spin
Now that he is getting old
the watering hole
It’s a place to lay south or the heads of coyote

Now if you find yourself falling apart
Well I am sure I could steer
The great salt lake

Follow me home
We want more
Follow me home
We all want more
If ever beat down
We know who we are
They know who we are
If ever beat down
We know who we are
They all know we want more

band of horses - everything all the time
[subpop;2006]

vertedero

los bebés aprenden sin darse cuenta de que están aprendiendo (me he documentado), y he llegado a la conclusión de que así es como nosotros aprendemos a ser tratados como basura, sin darnos cuenta.
espero que tengas suerte y te reciclen, que no vayas a parar a un vertedero, en el que niños que apenas han aprendido a caminar busquen en tus entrañas chapas de refrescos y las guarden cuidadosamente en tarros de cristal, como sí del más preciado tesoro se tratase.
y es que no conozco mayor prueba de mi hipocresía que el vertedero en que me he convertido.



within you
ray lamontagne - till the sun turns black [rca; 2006]

PS. gracias a luis db por descubrírmelo

and she's gone

la luna nueva se bate en retirada
veloz ejército negro
que oscuridad traía
y se encontró tu mirada

buenas noches y buena suerte

tanto tiempo rastreando versos ajenos en busca de palabras que me ayudasen a escribirte y describirme y lo único que tenía que decir es "te quiero".
no lamento el tiempo empleado, sólo el tiempo perdido.

excitación

nada que decir, sólo acordes revoloteando por mis oídos externo y medio que recogen ondas sonoras para conducirlas a mi oído interno donde los receptores de mis nervios auditivos expectantes, aguardan su llegada, ávidos de excitación.
y es que, a parte de tus inesperadas apariciones, pocas son las cosas que me excitan ya.




I'm in love with your brother
What's his name
I thought I'd come by
to see him again
when you to dance
oh what a dance
when you to lough
oh what a lough

does he mention my age
or is he more in to young girls with dyed black hair

I'm in love with your brother
I'd thought I'd come by

I'm in love with your brother
Yes I am
but maybe I
shouldn't ask for his name
and you dance
oh what a dance
And you laughed
oh what a laugh

Does he know what I do and
you'll pass this on, won't you and?
If I asked him once what would he say
Is he willing,
can he play?

I wasn't really looking for some more the some
company on the dancefloor and
Does he know what I do and
you'll pass this on, won't you and?

Does he know what I do and,
you'll pass this on, won't you?
And if I ask him once,
what would he say?
is he willing, can he play?




pass this on
the knife - deep cuts
[V2; 2004]

treat me delicately!

missed me missed me now you've got to kiss me
if you kiss me mister i might tell my sister
if i tell her mister she might tell my mother and my
mother, mister, just might tell my father and my father
mister he won't be too happy and he'll have his lawyer
come up from the city and arrest you mister
so i wouldnt miss me if you get me, mister, see?

missed me missed me now you've got to kiss me
if you kiss me mister you must think im pretty
if you think so mister you must want to fuck me
if you fuck me mister it must mean you love me
if you love me mister you would never leave me
it's as simple as can be!

missed me missed me now you've got to kiss me
if you miss me mister why do you keep leaving
if you trick me mister i will make you suffer
and they'll get you mister put you in the slammer and forget
you mister then i think you'll miss me won't you miss me
won't you miss me

missed me missed me now you've got to kiss me
if you kiss me mister take responsibility
i'm fragile mister just like any girl would be
and so misunderstood (so treat me delicately!)

missed me missed me now you've gone and done it
hope you're happy in the county penitentiary
it serves you right for kissing little girls but i will visit if you miss me
do you miss me? MISS ME??
how's the food they feed you??
do you miss me
will you kiss me through the window?
do you MISS ME? MISS ME??!!
will they ever let you go???
i miss my mister so!!!!

missed me

the dresden dolls - the dresden dolls

[roadrunner; 2003]

donde los pájaros azules vuelan

me gustaría enfadarme,
pero es tan cansado
y estoy tan cansado...
me gustaría esperarte
donde los pájaros azules vuelan.
que el viento se llevase la tristeza,
como se lleva las hojas secas,
que me llevase a mí con ellas,
y que nos dejase allí,
donde tú me esperás,
donde los pájaros azules vuelan.
las horas caen, igual que hojas secas,
pero el viento no espera,
no se arremolinarán,
no serán barridas, ni pisadas
desaparecerán,
volarán a ese lugar que nunca existió,
donde tú me esperas,
donde los pájaros azules vuelan.



Inside of love
Nada Surf - Let go
[Emi; 2002]

¿estás ahí?

lo hago por y para mí, pero al mismo tiempo pienso si estarás ahí.
me gustaría que estuvieses.

Are you there?
is it wonderful to know
all the ghosts...
all the ghosts...
freak my selfish out
my mind is happy
need to learn to let it go
I know you'd do no harm to me
but since you've been gone I've been lost inside
tried and failed as we walked by the riverside
and I wish you could see the love in her eyes
the best friend that eluded you lost in time
burned alive in the heat of a grieving mind
but what can I say now?
it couldn't be more wrong
cos there's no one there
unmistakably lost and without a care
did we lose all the love that we could have shared
and its wearing me down
and its turning me round
and I can't find a way
now to find it out
where are you when I need you...
are you there?





are you there?
anathema - a natural disaster
[Koch; 2003]

tristeza

¿por qué la tristeza tendrá tan mala reputación?



stumble on air
tristeza - a colores
[Better Looking; 2005]

bird girl

you are a bird girl,
you are a bird girl, you are a bird girl now.
you've got my heart here in your hands
you've got my heart, here in your hands now.
you've been searching for your wings,
you've been searching for your wings some time.
you're gonna be born
gonna be born into soon the sky
you're gonna be born into soon the sky.
'cause you're a bird girl
and the bird girls go to heaven,
you're a bird girl
and the bird girls can fly,
bird girls can fly,
bird girls can fly,
bird girls can fly,
bird girls can fly.




bird gurhl
Antony & the Johnsons - I am a bird now
[Secretly Canadian; 2005]

emasculate the masculine

This could be the sound of me tearing
into your flesh from a distance
opening fresh wounds
for a peek

And this could be the sound of me breaking
into your room late at night
slitting your throat
and cutting off your dick

'Cause everyone I know
is too comfortable with thier lives
to ever be a part of change

And everyone I know
is leaving for the weekend
with tickets to the game
everybody sounds the same

all dirty
all dirty

la la la la la la la




Emasculate the masculine
The Unicorns - 2014 [EP]
[Suicide Squeeze; 2004]

casualidad

Pienso en la casualidad
y en la causalidad
hay quienes dicen que la primera no existe
Pero quizás si no existiese ahora no estaríamos hablando tú y yo
y pienso en la causalidad
la virtud por la cual se producen los efectos
y pienso en la causalidad de la casualidad
la causalidad de la casualidad es haberte conocido
dice nuestro diccionario que la casualidad es una combinación de circunstancias que no se pueden prever ni evitar
en este caso a lo mejor no ha sido casualidad
yo no he pretendido prever ni evitar nada
al contrario
pensaba que detrás de aquel "Arrollador..."
había alguien especial
y pensé que a lo mejor por una casualidad llegaría algún día a poder conocerla
pero si no, me bastaba con expresarle mi gratitud por haberme hecho sentir partícipe de algo que para ambos significaba mucho, para ella porque lo había vivido, y para mí porque aunque no pude estar presente lo viví a través de sus palabras
y así
por otra casualidad
se estableció un vínculo
y desembocó en complicidad
e incluso a veces en necesidad
y cuando días como hoy esa necesidad se satisface me siento tremendamente feliz
de haberte encontrado,
porque para encontrarte tuve que buscarte
y para buscarte tuve que seguir mis impulsos
y mis impulsos fueron guiados por una ilusión
y me demuestras que la ilusión es todo
así que
Gracias



Street spirit (Fade out)
Radiohead - The bends
[Capitol; 1995]

nana

sin el sol qué soy?,
y sin ti?
quién responde? nadie se atreve?
nada soy sin ti,
nada soy sin el sol
solo ruinas,
desolación
quién me mece?
quien me canta?
nadie,
el sol se esconde
la luna calla
la noche enciende las velas
de la mañana
y sólo estoy
sólo me dejas
nadie ya ríe
ya nadie canta,
y espero a la noche
y a tus palabras,
espero tus besos
y tu mirada,
espero tus ojos,
y se hace de día,
las velas se encienden,
anuncian la luz de la mañana,
te vas...
me quedo sólo,
sin alma



We flood empty lakes
Yndi Halda - Enjoy eternal bliss (ep)
[Yndi Halda; 2005]

palabras sueltas

y entre lamentos y sollozos se escuchó su voz,
cerró la puerta y se marchó.
seguí sus pasos, pero solo durante un tiempo.
sus huellas se perdieron entre mis huesos

impaciencia
fiel compañera
volver
incansable enemigo

demasiado silencio
acabará conmigo
demasiado ruido
acabará contigo

y comenzar de nuevo



Yasmin the light
Explosions in the sky - Those Who Tell the Truth Shall Die, Those Who Tell the Truth Shall Live Forever
[Temporary residence; 2002]