domingo, 30 de diciembre de 2012

Soul Meets Body

I want to live where soul meets body
And let the sun wrap its arms around me
And bathe my skin in water cool and cleansing
And feel, feel what its like to be new

Cause in my head there’s a greyhound station
Where I send my thoughts to far off destinations
So they may have a chance of finding a place
where they’re far more suited than here


Y hasta aquí llega este año, nos vemos en el que viene.

martes, 25 de diciembre de 2012

Radar Love

No more speed, I'm almost there
Gotta keep cool now, gotta take care
Last car to pass, here I go
And the line of cars drove down real slow
And the radio played that forgotten song
Brenda Lee's comin' on strong
And the newsman sang his same song
Oh one more radar lover gone
When I get lonely and I'm sure I've had enough
She sents her comfort comin' in from above
We don't need no letter at all
We've got a thing that's called Radar Love
We've got a light in the sky
We've got a thing that's called Radar Love
We've got a thing that's called Radar Love


El 73 fue una cosecha estupenda, mejorando lo presente.

jueves, 13 de diciembre de 2012

Sunshine Of Your Love

It's gettin' near dawn,
When lights close their tired eyes.
I'll soon be with you my love,
To give you my dawn surprise.
I'll be with you darling soon,
I'll be with you when the stars start falling.
I've been waiting so long
To be where I'm going
In the sunshine of your love.


Quien tuvo retuvo, es espectacular.

viernes, 30 de noviembre de 2012

Something

Something in the way she knows
All I have to do is think of her
Something in the things she shows me
I don't want to leave her now
You know I believe and how


Si con esto no te emocionas hasta el infinito es que a lo mejor no estás vivo.

domingo, 25 de noviembre de 2012

Second Chance

Get this straight.
You can't can't count on a second chance
The second chance will never be found.
You can't can't count on a second try
The second try will never come 'round.
You can't can't count on a second chance
The second chance will never be found.
You can't count count on a second try
The second try is such a comedown.
I... I...
It's a fraction of the whole, but it's so hard to control


Todo el mundo se la merece.

lunes, 19 de noviembre de 2012

Can't Stand Me Now

No, you can't stand me now
No, you can't stand me now
No, you can't stand me now
No, you can't stand me now
No, you can't stand me now
No, you can't stand me now
No, you can't stand me now
No, you can't stand me now



Y no me extraña...

viernes, 9 de noviembre de 2012

domingo, 4 de noviembre de 2012

Touch Too Much

She had the face of an angel
Smiling with sin
A body of Venus with arms
Dealing with danger
Stroking my skin
Let the thunder and lightening start
It wasn't the first
It wasn't the last
It wasn't that she didn't care
She wanted it hard
And wanted it fast
She liked it done medium rare

Seems like a touch, touch too much
You know it's much too much, much too much
I really want to feel your touch too much
Girl you know you're getting me much too much


Posiblemente la mejor cara A de un disco de rock, posiblemente...

viernes, 2 de noviembre de 2012

Tunnel of Love

In a screaming ring of faces I seen her standing in the light
She had a ticket for the races, yeah, just like me she was a victim of the night
I put my hand upon the lever said let it rock and let it roll
I had a one arm bandit fever there was an arrow through my heart and my soul

And the big wheel keep on turning, neon burning up above
And I'm just high on the world
Come on and take a low ride with me girl
On the tunnel of love, yeah love



I can feel the soft silk of your blouse
And them soft thrills in our little fun house
Then the lights go out and it's just the three of us
You me and all that stuff were so scared of
Gotta ride down baby into this tunnel of love

There's a crazy mirror showing us both in 5-d
Im laughing at you you're laughing at me
There's a room of shadows that gets so dark brother
Its easy for two people to lose each other in this tunnel of love


Hoy es dos por uno, casi como decidir si quieres más a papá o a mamá.

viernes, 26 de octubre de 2012

Dakota

Wake up call, coffee and juice
Remembering you
What happened to you

I wonder if we'll meet again
And talk about life since then
Talk about why did it end

You made me feel like the one
You made me feel like the one
The one

You made me feel like the one
You made me feel like the one
The one

I don't know where we are going now
I don't know where we are going now

So take a look at me now
So take a look at me now


Qué bueno es volver a casa :)

jueves, 18 de octubre de 2012

Livin' on a Prayer

Once upon a time ... not so long ago
Tommy used to work on the docks
Unions been on strike, he's down on his luck
Its tough ... so tough
Gina works the diner all day
Working for her man, she brings home her pay
For love ... for love
She says: We gotta hold on to what we've got
It doesn't make a difference if we make it or not
We've got each other, and thats a lot
For love ... we'll give it a shot

We're halfway there
Livin' on a prayer
Take my hand, and we'll make it, I swear
Livin' on a prayer


Recuerdos de mi prehistoria.

miércoles, 17 de octubre de 2012

You Got It

Every time I look into your loving eyes,
I see love that money just can't buy.
One look from you I drift away,
I pray that you are here to stay.

Anything you want, you got it ,
anything you need, you got it.
Anything at all, you got it, Baby.


Sí, tú, you got it.

domingo, 14 de octubre de 2012

El Pájaro Azul

Ardo. Te veo pasar y, ahí, me caliento y ardo,
y entro a hacer, en tus caderas, prospección.
Si me pierdo, dime adónde sale,
qué motivos son los principales;
que sólo el viento me sirve de guía
por los caminos de las utopías.

Sopla el viento sin parar
para que vuelva
y en el viento viene y va
una respuesta.

Estoy buscando una respuesta
que lleva el viento
y voy detrás de todas las tormentas
por si la encuentro.




Sopla el viento sin parar y debe ser para secarme las lágrimas, para llevarse lejos la melancolía.

jueves, 11 de octubre de 2012

Down on the Corner

Early in the evenin' just about supper time,
over by the courthouse they're starting to unwind.
four kids on the corner trying to bring you up.
willy picks a tune out and he blows it on the harp.

Down on the corner, out in the street,
willy and the poorboys are playin';
bring a nickel; tap your feet.

Rooster hits the washboard and people just got to smile,
blinky, thumps the gut bass and solos for a while.
poorboy twangs the rhythm out on his kalamazoo.
willy goes into a dance and doubles on kazoo.

Down on the corner, out in the street,
willy and the poorboys are playin';
bring a nickel; tap your feet.


Un oficio de futuro. Por lo menos si hay que pedir que sea de tan buen rollo :)

domingo, 7 de octubre de 2012

Bigmouth Strikes Again

Sweetness, sweetness I was only joking
When I said I'd like to smash every tooth
In your head

Oh ... sweetness, sweetness, I was only joking
When I said by rights you should be
Bludgeoned in your bed

And now I know how Joan of Arc felt
Now I know how Joan of Arc felt
As the flames rose to her roman nose
And her Walkman started to melt
Oh ...

Bigmouth, la ... bigmouth, la ...
Bigmouth strikes again
And I've got no right to take my place
With the Human race


Esto debería ser un himno en este país de bocachanclas.

sábado, 29 de septiembre de 2012

Band On The Run

Well, the night was falling as the desert world
Began to settle down.
In the town they're searching for us every where
But we never w ill be found.


Música blandita para días amargos.

miércoles, 19 de septiembre de 2012

50Mila

Cinquantamila lacrime
senza sapere perchè
sono un ricordo lontano da te.

Cinquantamila lacrime
non basteranno perchè
musica triste sei tu dentro di me.

Non mi guardare,
non lo senti il dolore,
brucia come un taglio nel sale.

A me piace così,
che se sbaglio è lo stesso,
perchè questo dolore è amore per te.


No quiero verte llorar pero si lloras puedo llorar a tu lado.

viernes, 14 de septiembre de 2012

La Sangre de tu Tristeza

Si te sientes un pobre desgraciao,
si te duele la vida o te han dejao tirao,
la sangre de tu tristeza
será el perrito fiel
que mantendrá con firmeza tu nombre en el cartel,
en lo alto del cartel.


Y éste sigue siendo el nivel...

sábado, 8 de septiembre de 2012

I Predict a Riot

Watching the people get lairy
Is not very pretty I tell thee
Walking through town is quite scary
And not very sensible either
A friend of a friend he got beaten
He looked the wrong way at a policeman
Would never have happened to Smeaton
And old Leodiensian
La-ah-ah, la la lalala la
Ah-ah-ah, la la lalala la

I predict a riot, I predict a riot
I predict a riot, I predict a riot




Y si no al tiempo...

sábado, 1 de septiembre de 2012

Uprising

Another promise, another scene,
Another packaged lie to keep us trapped in greed,
And all the green belts wrapped around our minds,
And endless red tape to keep the truth confined
(So come on)


They will not force us,
They will stop degrading us,
They will not control us,
We will be victorious
(So come on)


Hoy esto puede resumir muchas cosas. So come on!

domingo, 26 de agosto de 2012

Bad to the Bone

On the day I was born, the
nurses all gathered 'round
And they gazed in wide wonder, at
the joy they had found
The head nurse spoke up, and she
said leave this one alone
She could tell right away, that
I was bad to the bone
Bad to the bone
Bad to the bone
B-B-B-B-Bad to the bone


Existe gente así, a veces demasiado cerca de nosotros

miércoles, 8 de agosto de 2012

Yer Blues

The eagle picks my eye
The worm he licks my bones
I feel so suicidal
Just like Dylan's Mr. Jones
Lonely wanna die
If I ain't dead already
Ooh girl you know the reason why.

Black cloud crossed my mind
Blue mist round my soul
Feel so suicidal
Even hate my rock and roll
Wanna die yeah wanna die
If I ain't dead already
Ooh girl you know the reason why


Sobran las palabras

domingo, 29 de julio de 2012

Many Of Horror

I still believe it’s you and me ‘til the end of time
When we collide we come together
If we don’t we’ll always be apart
I’ll take a bruise I know you’re worth it
When you hit me hit me hard

 

Ese lugar llamado melancolía que yo conozco tan bien...

sábado, 21 de julio de 2012

You Are a Tourist

When there's a doubt within your mind
Because you're thinking all the time
Framing rights into wrongs
Move along, move along
When there's a doubt within your mind

When there's a burning in your heart
And you think it'll burst apart
Oh there's nothing to fear
Save the tears, save the tears
When there's a burning in your heart

And if you feel just like a tourist
In the city you were born
Then it's time to go
And define your destination
There's so many different places to call home
Cause when you find yourself the villain
In the story you have written
It's plain to see
That sometimes the best intentions
Are in need of redemption
Would you agree?
If so please show me

This fire grows higher
When there's a burning in your heart

 

Ya está bien de hacer turismo, he vuelto.

viernes, 11 de mayo de 2012

Lisztomania

So sentimental, not sentimental no
Romantic not disgusting yet
Darling, I'm down and lonely when with the fortunate only
I've been looking for something else
Do let, do let, do let, jugulate, do let, do let, do

Let's go slowly discouraged
Distant from other interests on your favorite weekend ending
This love's for gentlemen only that's with the fortunate only
No, I gotta be someone else
These days it comes, it comes, it comes, it comes, it comes and goes

Lisztomania
Think less but see it grow like a riot, like a riot, oh
I'm not easily offended
It's not hard to let it go from a mess to the masses


Esta canción me hace feliz, el mejor motivo que puede haber para compartirla

sábado, 5 de mayo de 2012

Our House

I remember way back then when everything was true and when
We would have such a very good time such a fine time
Such a happy time
And I remember how we'd play simply waste the day away
Then we'd say nothing would come between us two dreamers

 

Esta canción la cantamos juntos mi hijo y yo cuando vamos en el coche,"such a happy time"

miércoles, 2 de mayo de 2012

Brilliant Disguise

I heard somebody call your name from underneath our willow
I saw something tucked in shame underneath your pillow
Well Ive tried so hard baby but I just can't see
What a woman like you is doing with me
So tell me what I see when I look in your eyes
Is that you baby or just a brilliant disguise


Cinco días de puente sin quitarme esta canción de la cabeza, aquí se queda

sábado, 21 de abril de 2012

There's No Other Way

You're taking the fun
Out of everything
Making me run
When I don't want to think
You're taking the fun
Out of everything
I don't want to think at all
There's no other way
There's no other way
All that you can do
Is watch them play


Si que existe otro camino, aunque quieran que pensemos lo contrario

jueves, 5 de abril de 2012

I Might

Was i wrong
All night long
Was so hot
I was thinking sun
I can’t deny that I felt o o o
Some guys a thing I know
It’s alright
I .. a lot i am crawling ..
It’s alright
It’s so cold
And my …
It’s in the .. everybody
Let it taste let it go
I don’t know
.. bad shaving and low low slow mo
It’s alright
You won’t set the kids on fire

 

Yo también tenía la sesera recalentada, comienzan las mini vacaciones

domingo, 1 de abril de 2012

You Stole The Sun From My Heart

I paint - the things I want to see
But it don't come easy
I love you all the same

But you stole the sun from my heart
You stole the sun from my heart
You stole the sun from my heart
You stole the sun from
You stole the sun from

Think I'm - I'm lost among the undergrowth
So much so I woke up
I love you all the same
 
 

Abrir los ojos y descubrir que no estás solo

domingo, 25 de marzo de 2012

Lonely Boy

Well I'm so above you
And it's fine to see
But I came to love you anyway
So you tore my heart out
And I don't mind bleeding
Any old time to keep me waiting
Waiting, waiting

Oh, oh-oh I got a love that keeps me waiting
Oh, oh-oh I got a love that keeps me waiting
I'm a lonely boy
I'm a lonely boy
Oh, oh-oh I got a love that keeps me waiting

Well your mama kept you but your daddy left you
And I should've done you just the same
But I came to love you
Any old time you keep me waiting
Waiting, waiting

 

Tremendos, a pesar de esa pinta de nerdos

viernes, 23 de marzo de 2012

Whole Lotta Love

You've been yearnin'
And baby, I been burnin'
All them good times
Baby, baby, I've been discernin'-a
A-way, way down inside
A-honey, you need-a
I'm gonna give you my love, ah
I'm gonna give you my love, ah

Oh, whole lotta love
Wanna whole lotta love
Wanna whole lotta love
Wanna whole lotta love
I don't want more


Otro motivo para amar el 69

lunes, 19 de marzo de 2012

Carry On

Darkness all around us
We don't close our eyes
No one's gonna ground us
We were born to fly
Comin' at us no stopping
Born to amplify

Carry on my songs forever
Carry on when I am gone
Carry on when the day is long
Forever Carry On
For as long as we're together then
Forever Carry On

Yeah, be my brother
Fight to stay alive
All the world can't change us
With all their burned-out jive
Come get us now we're waiting
We won't run and hide


Otra vez al lío, así es más fácil

domingo, 18 de marzo de 2012

Hey St. Peter

The morning was cold and lonely
City lights old and grey
The sun arose trying to smile
Gave it all away
The honky-tonk called a stranger
The stranger couldn't pay the bill
Made a stand, raised his hand
Sang a song, no time to kill

I said, Hey, hey, hey, St. Peter
I've got a tale to tell
I've just been down in New York town
It really feels like hell
It really feels like hell


Espera sentado, majo

viernes, 9 de marzo de 2012

Harvest Moon

When we were strangers
I watched you from afar
When we were lovers
I loved you with all my heart.

But now it's gettin' late
And the moon is climbin' high
I want to celebrate
See it shinin' in your eye.

Because I'm still in love with you
I want to see you dance again
Because I'm still in love with you
On this harvest moon.


¿Hay algo más lindo que esta luna llena que parece de primavera?

domingo, 4 de marzo de 2012

My Mistakes Were Made for You

And were just following the flock, round
And the inbetween, before we smash to smithereens
Like they were, and we scrambled from the blame
And its the fame that put words in her mouth
She couldn't help, but spit em out
Innocence and arrogance entwined
In the filthiest of minds

She's was bitten on her birthday, and now
A face in the crowd, shes not
And i suspect that now, forever the shape
She came to escape, its forgot
And it's alot to ask and not to sting
Give her less than everything
Around your crooked conscious she will wind


Feliz aniversario :)

viernes, 24 de febrero de 2012

Back On The Chain Gang

The powers that be
that force us to live like we do
bring me to my knees
when i see what they've done to you
but i'll die as i stand here today
knowing that deep in my heart
they'll fall to ruin one day
for making us part

 

Una dosis en vena de ese punto justo de melancolía que me hace feliz

lunes, 20 de febrero de 2012

Train

There is a train, it’s leaving today (yeah)
It’s leaving today and I’m gonna get on it
There is a train so don’t let it pass without you
Don’t let it leave without you, just get on it
There is a train that leaves tomorrow
And we’re gonna get on it,
There is a train, common let’s hurry
Let’s get on it... there is a train


Esta chorrada me trae buenos recuerdos, aunque durasen lo que va a durar mi viaje en tren de dentro de un rato, hora y media

domingo, 19 de febrero de 2012

New Generation

I wake up every day to see her back again
Screaming my name through the astral plane
And in this catalogue town she takes me down
Down through the platinum spires
Down through the telephone wires
And we shake it around in the underground
And like a new generation rise

And like all the boys in all the cities
I take the poison, take the pity
But she and I, we soon discovered
we'd take the pills to find each other

Oh but when she is calling here in my head
Can you hear her calling
And what she has said?
Oh but when she is calling here in my head
It's like a new generation calling
Can you hear it call?
And I'm losing myself, losing myself to you


Hubo un tiempo en el que tenía miedo, pero en el que también tenía esperanza.

viernes, 17 de febrero de 2012

Loco Por Incordiar

Voy de aspirante a debutante y no doy más
llegará mi oportunidad.
Paso un mal rato haciendo el pato y sin hablar
llegará mi oportunidad.

Y estoy aquí loco por incordiar, loco por incordiar.
Estoy aquí loco por incordiar, loco por incordiar.

Es importante que me plante sin jugar
llegará mi oportunidad.
Pongo un zapato sobre el plato y a escuchar
llegará mi oportunidad.

Y estoy aquí loco por incordiar, loco por incordiar.
Estoy aquí loco por incordiar, loco por incordiar.

Es fascinante por delante y por detrás
llegará mi oportunidad.
Pero es ingrato y tengo flato de esperar
llegará mi oportunidad.

Y estoy aquí loco por incordiar, loco por incordiar.
Estoy aquí loco por incordiar, loco por incordiar,
loco por incordiar, loco por incordiar.

 

Me lo está pidiendo el cuerpo...

domingo, 12 de febrero de 2012

Knights of Cydonia

Come ride with me,
Through the veins of history,
I'll show you a god,
Falls asleep on the job.

And how can we win,
When fools can be kings,
Don't waste your time,
Or time will waste you,

Ahh Ahh Ahh
Ahh Ahh Ahh
Ahh Ahh Ahh
Ahh Ahh Ahh

No one's gonna take me alive,
Time has come to make things right,
You and I must fight for our rights,
You and I must fight to survive

 

Es lo que toca, pelear para sobrevivir.

viernes, 10 de febrero de 2012

In The End

I tried so hard
And got so far
But in the end
It doesn't even matter
I had to fall
To lose it all
But in the end
It doesn't even matter


Todo parece irse a la mierda, ¿a quién le importa?

lunes, 6 de febrero de 2012

The Prisoner

Not a prisoner, I'm a free man,
And my blood is my own now.
Don't care where the past was,
I know where I'm going.

I'm not a number, I'm a free man,
Live my life where I want to.
You'd better scratch me from your black book,
'cause I'll run rings around you.

Not a prisoner, I'm a free man,
And my blood is my own now.
Don't care where the past was,
I know where I'm going.


Qué angustia es sentirse prisionero, aunque sea por unos días...

sábado, 28 de enero de 2012

Back to Black

We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to

Black, black, black, black, black, black, black


Y no quiero decir adios, todavía.