No voy a ser yo - Johansen+Drexler

El que se quede sin dar el paso, no voy a ser yo
Quien se canse de tus abrazos, no voy a ser yo
No voy a ser yo, no voy a ser yo
Tengo tiempo y tengo paciencia, y sobre todo
Te tengo dentro de mi existencia de cualquier modo,
Y aunque falte tal vez bastante, no voy a ser yo
El que se canse antes, no voy a ser yo
Hay gente que no debería enamorarse
Algunos no deberíamos dar el sí
Yo no veo otra salida, no quiero pasar la vida
Sin que la vida pase a través de mí...
Quien se esconda de lo que siente, no voy a ser yo
No voy a pisar el freno, no voy a ser yo
El que se ande con más o menos, no voy a ser yo
Hay gente que no debería involucrarse
Con cosas que luego no pueden manejar
Yo no veo otra salida, no quiero pasar la vida,
Pisando una piedra y volviéndola a pisar...
Si querés un Principe Azulado, no voy a ser yo,
Si querés un 'Bangundangunladu', no voy a ser yo

My Blue Heaven - Taking Back Sunday [...]

And it's all too familiar
And it happens all the time
All the cards begin to stack up
Twisting heartache into fine, little pieces that avoid an awful crime
But it's you I can't deny

Dull heat rises from the sheets
I'm both a patient boy... well, and a jealous man
(Am I coming?)
But double standardized suspicion is remedied
Oh, My Blue Heaven
Sometimes it just feels better to give in
(Sometimes it just feels better to give in)

Loca

me gustás así de loca 
me gustás así de loca

inestable y caprichosa...

you'll be a lover in my bed

and a gun to my head

El Duelo - Tan Bionica

Cómo te animas cuando bailas a desafiar al tiempo, 

cómo te olvidas de lo que pasa si te estás moviendo. 

Cómo te reís y me mentís, 

cómo te vas perdiendo, 

cómo despegas del suelo, 

cómo transitas el duelo.

¡No di más y le di noche exóticas 

a mis ideas neuróticas 

para poder encontrarte! 

Y no hay un consuelo para el duelo 

más que la resignación, 

es el dolor o el olvido 

¡Y este vacío soy yo!

Y se me fue, y se me fue, se lo llevó.

Y se me fue, y se me fue, se lo llevó

Y se me fue, y se me fue, se lo llevó

Y en nuestros actos más secretos 

nos detenemos a pensar: 

Yo anduve algún tiempo muerto, me gusta resucitar ¡Así!

y el día estuvo mal (hoy te soñé)

no quiero recordarte más (no me hace bien)

quisiera comprender, que estás muy lejos

y que no te importa nada de lo que me pasa...

The King Is Dead - The Gaia Corporation

This is the story of a land that you won't find on human maps
This place lies beside a lake of whispers unsaid
In a valley of panic and fear, creating something different
That other people can barely see and feel

There was a queen,
She was always smiling to her crowd
There was a queen
And her king

With all the struggles to set it free, the pestilence and all that shit
The efforts that we made, we fed them with lies
All that we fought for has gone, the world set fire and now we're torn
You walked away from me without saying goodbye

This is the end, all that we've been through

It makes no sense
Oh no

Cause wounds will heal but scars are forever
Yeah we both know we were complete together
And even if this 8/4 you won't look back
I don't feel these words like a monologue
Oh Lord I'm the one to blame

No loving hand can wash away the rust, the regrets of my mistakes
I just cry for your attention I look for some rest
Do you remember the time when we used to kiss beneath the trees?
Those were the days when we both felt safe and pure

I just love you, there is no other way I can explain
I just love you
I do

Cause wounds will heal but scars are forever
Yeah we both know we were complete together
And even if this 8/4 you won't look back
I don't feel these words like a monologue
Oh Lord I'm the one to blame

There was a queen who loved to make plans and take care of me

Cause wounds will heal but scars are forever
Yeah we both know we were complete together
And even if this 8/4 you won't look back
I don't feel these words like a monologue
Oh Lord I'm the one to blame

This was the story of a land
that you can find where dreams take rest
The king my Lord is dead
waiting for his queen

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Es que, cuando estás muy aburridx te pones a ver qué hay en tu computadora porque ya no sabés qué mierda escuchar de música y encontrás canciones que alguna vez describieron de la mejor manera como alguna vez te sentiste...

La canción (creo) que no va a nadie en especial en este momento, tuvo su momento de "va para...".

Igualmente, cuando la leo me siento como en ese momento en el que la subí en un blog viejo y era para esa persona que tanto me marcó, esa mezcla de dolor con miedo.

Pero bueno, como dice una canción muy poco conocida 'Solo queda respirar el recuerdo del ayer' (Sí, es Cuentos Borgeanos.. Marzo más precisamente)

How Beautiful You Are - The Cure

You want to know why i hate you?
well i'll try and explain...
you remember that day in paris
when we wandered through the rain
and promised to each other
that we'd always think the same
and dreamed that dream
to be two souls as one
and stopped just as the sun set
and waited for the night
outside a glittering building
of glittering glass and burning light...
and in the road before us
stood a weary greyish man
who held a child upon his back
a small boy by the hand
the three of them were dressed in rags
and thinner than the air
and all six eyes stared fixedly on you
The father's eyes said "beautiful!
how beautiful you are!"
the boy's eyes said
"how beautiful!
she shimmers like a star!"
the childs eyes uttered nothing
but a mute and utter joy
and filled my heart with shame for us
at the way we are
I turned to look at you
to read my thoughts upon your face
and gazed so deep into your eyes
so beautiful and strange
until you spoke
and showed me understanding is a dream
"i hate these people staring
make them go away from me!"
The fathers eyes said "beautiful!
how beautiful you are!"
the boys eyes said
"how beautiful! she glitters like a star!"
the child's eyes uttered joy
and stilled my heart with sadness
for the way we are
And this is why i hate you
and how i understand
that no-one ever knows or loves another
Or loves another