Declaración de intenciones

Este blog intenta tener cubiertos al menos dos sentidos del hipotético visitante: la vista y el oído. La vista resulta evidente y el oído se consigue haciendo clic en el título de cada entrada.
Espero que lo disfrutéis.

viernes, 23 de mayo de 2008

Wicked game


The world was on fire
No one could save me but you.
Strange what desire will make foolish people do
I never dreamed that I'd meet somebody like you
And I never dreamed that I'd lose somebody like you

No, I don't wanna fall in love
[This love is only gonna break your heart]
No, I don't wanna fall in love
[This love is only gonna break your heart]
With you
With you

What a wicked game you play
To make me feel this way
What a wicked thing to do
To let me dream of you

What a wicked thing to say
You never felt this way
What a wicked thing to do
To make me dream of you

And I don't wanna fall in love
[This love is only gonna break your heart]
And I don't want to fall in love
[This love is only gonna break your heart]
With you

The world was on fire
No one could save me but you
Strange what desire will make foolish people do
I never dreamed that I'd love somebody like you
I never dreamed that I'd lose somebody like you

No I don't wanna fall in love
[This love is only gonna break your heart
No I don't wanna fall in love
[This love is only gonna break your heart]
With you
With you

Nobody loves no one

© Chris Isaak

lunes, 19 de mayo de 2008

I wish


That was the way when I first met you baby
You weren't right for me
I didn't really care
Act quite naturally

She said
Went on a boat going down by the river
Plenty more supplies
Seen a lot of planes going up in the air

Do you ever get the feeling
That you want to fly like a bird in the sky
Hey Lucille, you'll be the talk of the town
Lucille hey, you'll be the talk of the town
She met a young man called Johnnie
He played a little mean guitar
No matter how hard I try
I want to fly like a bird in the sky
I want to fly like a bird in the sky

I wish I could take time
I wish oh I wish so hard
I wish I could take time
I wish oh I wish so hard

Living the night, doing it wrong
It's a little lonely without you
The feeling was strong
The world was holding on
I want to be on my own

I wish I could take time
I wish oh I wish so hard
I wish I could take time
I wish oh I wish so hard

Won't you stay with me
Take from me what I take form you
You can take from me what I find in you

Come on, tell me, tell me, tell me

I wish I could take time
I wish oh I wish so hard
Hey, I wish I could take time
I wish oh I wish so hard

Say I can't get by without your love
Say I can't get by without your love
Say I can't get by without your love
Say I can't get by without your love

I wish I could take time
I wish oh I wish so hard
I wish I could take time
I wish oh I wish so hard
I wish I could take time
I wish oh I wish so hard

© Wet Wet Wet

miércoles, 14 de mayo de 2008

Time in a bottle


If I could save time in a bottle
The first thing that I’d like to do
Is to save every day
Till eternity passes away
Just to spend them with you

If I could make days last forever
If words could make wishes come true
I’d save every day like a treasure and then,
Again, I would spend them with you

But there never seems to be enough time
To do the things you want to do
Once you find them
I’ve looked around enough to know
That you’re the one I want to go
Through time with

If I had a box just for wishes
And dreams that had never come true
The box would be empty
Except for the memory
Of how they were answered by you

But there never seems to be enough time
To do the things you want to do
Once you find them
I’ve looked around enough to know
That you’re the one I want to go
Through time with

© Jim Croce

martes, 13 de mayo de 2008

Broke window


Loaded tongue and dirty fingers
Queen of her mother's house
Come step outside feeling full moon high
Let’s see what we can live without

Fix an eye to the dimestore villain
Waiting for the wine to pour
It comes strong and thin and it tastes like sin
The love we've all been in before
A million ways to burn . . .
I'm just looking out of this old broke window
And she's taking a turn
I'm looking out of this old broke window
And she's taking a turn

Her body lies like a landscape before you
You’re selling your soul by the pound
Got snakeoil in spades for the wolftickets trade
You look but don't see me around

A million ways to burn . . .
I'm just standing here on this old street corner
And she's taking a turn
I'm standing here on this old street corner
And she's taking a turn

© Gary Jules

miércoles, 7 de mayo de 2008

Turn, turn, turn


To everything - turn, turn, turn
There is a season - turn, turn, turn
And a time to every purpose under heaven

A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep

To everything - turn, turn, turn
There is a season - turn, turn, turn
And a time to every purpose under heaven

A time to build up, a time to break down
A time to dance, a time to mourn
A time to cast away stones
A time to gather stones together

To everything - turn, turn, turn
There is a season - turn, turn, turn
And a time to every purpose under heaven

A time of love, a time of hate
A time of war, a time of peace
A time you may embrace
A time to refrain from embracing

To everything - turn, turn, turn
There is a season - turn, turn, turn
And a time to every purpose under heaven

A time to gain, a time to lose
A time to rend, a time to sew
A time to love, a time to hate
A time of peace, I swear it's not too late!

© The Byrds

sábado, 3 de mayo de 2008

Hallelujah


I heard there was a secret chord
That David played and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do you
Well it goes like this the fourth, the fifth
The minor fall and the major lift
The baffled king composing hallelujah

Hallelujah...

Well your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
She tied you to her kitchen chair
She broke your throne and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the hallelujah

Hallelujah...

Baby I’ve been here before
I’ve seen this room and I’ve walked this floor
I used to live alone before I knew you
I’ve seen your flag on the marble arch
But love is not a victory march
It’s a cold and it's a broken hallelujah

Hallelujah...

Well there was a time when you let me know
What’s really going on below
But now you never show that to me do you
But remember when i moved in you
And the holy dove was moving too
And every breath we drew was hallelujah

Well, maybe there's a god above
But all I’ve ever learned from love
Was how to shoot somebody who outdrew you
It’s not a cry that you hear at night
It’s not somebody who's seen the light
It’s a cold and it's a broken hallelujah

Hallelujah...

© Jeff Buckley