Días en los que sólo quieres tumbarte en la sombra, tomar alguna cosa fría y charlar con tus amigos. Sin hacer nada especial. Relax, take it easy. Escuchar alguna canción veraniegua o ver LOTR con alguien especial.. tonterías de la vida que se hacen imprescindibles, como dormir por ejemplo.
En fin,
buenas noches londres.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Pmqi21YMJP4
Me se de una pequeña pelirroja a la que lo que más el gustaría en este momento es tomarse un granizado de Nestea.
Thursday, June 24, 2010
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Partida épica
'Cause this is the real thing
Love changes everything
This is the night when every heart's exploding
The real thing
Slow down, it's happening
'Cause you got time to burn in the heat of the moment
That summer radio
Fireworks off the patio
A 3AM string of green lights in a row
And the real thing
Love can change anything
If you can just let go (let's go)
Tantas cosas que cambian en tan poco timepo. ¿Pero eso es bueno no? He hecho a la gente sonreír, me he ganado un abrazo de la dama de hielo, he ganado a un hermano mayor, me he ganado el afecto de mi enana la niña de los ojos azules.. y por último pero más importante... puedo besar a un tonto alto cuando me dé la gana porque tengo una camisa violeta.
¿No os parece genial?
A mí si.
Love changes everything
This is the night when every heart's exploding
The real thing
Slow down, it's happening
'Cause you got time to burn in the heat of the moment
That summer radio
Fireworks off the patio
A 3AM string of green lights in a row
And the real thing
Love can change anything
If you can just let go (let's go)
Tantas cosas que cambian en tan poco timepo. ¿Pero eso es bueno no? He hecho a la gente sonreír, me he ganado un abrazo de la dama de hielo, he ganado a un hermano mayor, me he ganado el afecto de mi enana la niña de los ojos azules.. y por último pero más importante... puedo besar a un tonto alto cuando me dé la gana porque tengo una camisa violeta.
¿No os parece genial?
A mí si.
Monday, June 14, 2010
Sunday, June 13, 2010
Monday, June 7, 2010
Have a nice day
Y, que seríamos nosotros sin música?
Me encanta poder escuchar una canción, saberme la letra, saberme hasta el último arpegio, hasta el último acorde dado. Me encanta poder disfrutar de ello, aunque no sea en un concierto. "Sois más viejos que yo, que escuchais música de mi época." Y orgullosos debemos de estarlo, porque los SENTIMIENTOS, que la acompañan son inigualables. Vosotros sentís algo cuando escuchais una canción de reguetton? Seguramente no. Por ello ha nacido el Blues. Y Blues, tuvo un hijo, al que le llamaron Rock 'N' Roll. Buen nombre, eh? Un twist, una sonrisa.
Que sea en un paisaje idícilo, con la canción que siempre cantas, bailando con la mejor persona del mundo. Que sea un recuerdo, que sea una canción.
Aaah... quien pudiera escuchar tu voz, Mark. Lo nuesto no será posible este verano, pero te prometo que no me moriré sin verte actuar.
A tí, y a muchos otros.
Tiempos para hacer locuras, apra no dormir, y para estudiar con resaca. ¿Que os parece? ¿Idílico, no?
An Angel's Smile Is What You Sell
You Promise Me Heaven Then Put Me Through Hell
Chains Of Love Got A Hold On Me
When Passion's A Prison You Can't Break Free
You're A Loaded Gun
There's Nowhere To Run
No One Can Save Me
The Damage Is Done
Chorus
Shot Through The Heart
And You're To Blame
You Give Love A Bad Name
I Play My Part And You Play Your Game
You Give Love A Bad Name
You Give Love A Bad Name
Paint Your Smile On Your Lips
Blood Red Nails On Your Fingertips
A School Boy's Dream You Act So Shy
Your Very First Kiss Was Your First Kiss Goodbye
You're A Loaded Gun
There's Nowhere To Run
No One Can Save Me
The Damage Is Done
PD: Sigue siendo sólo una sudadera...
Sunday, June 6, 2010
Es una sudadera bonita.
Shot through the heart, and you're to blame. I play my part, you play your game..
YOU GIVE LOVE A BAD NAME.
Sunday, May 30, 2010
Pequeño saltamontes
La melancolía es la mejor amiga de un escritor.
You say you love me
And I hardly know your name
And if I say I love you in the candle light
There's no-one but myself to blame
But there's something inside
That's turning my mind away
Oh how I could love you
If I could let you stay
It's late - and I'm bleedig inside
It's late - is it just my sickly pride
Too late - even now the feeling seems to slick away
So late - though I'm crying I can't help but hear you say
It's late It's late It's late
But not too late
The way you love me
Is the sweetest love around
But after all this time
The more I'm trying
The more I seem to seem I let you down
Now you're tell me you're leaving
And I just can't believe that it's true
Oh you know that I can love you
Though you know I can't be true
Oh you made me love you
Don't tell me that we're through
It's late - and it's driving me so mad
It's late - but don't try to tell me that it's
Too late - save our love you can't turn out the light
So late - I've been wrong but I'll learn to be right
It's late It's late It's late
But not too late
I've been so long
You've been so long
We've been so long tryin' to work it out
I ain't got long
You ain't got long
We've gotta know what this life's all about
You're staring at me
With suspiction in your eye
You say what game are you playing?
What's this that you're saying?
I know that I can give no reply
If I take you tonight
Is it making my life a lie?
Oh you make me wonder
Did I live my life alright
It's late - but it's time to set me free
It's late - but there's no way it has to be
Too late - so let the fire take our bodies this night
So late - so let the waters take our gilt in the tide
It's late It's late It's late It's late
It's late It's late It's late
It's all too late
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