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.

sábado, 15 de septiembre de 2007

Oblivion


Please, don't let oblivion feed your heart, for only those who remember their mistakes are free from repeating them.

Música © Astor Piazzola

martes, 11 de septiembre de 2007

Lo que el ojo no ve, pero la cámara sí (III)


Siempre oí hablar de los que se cuelan en las bodas para, aprovechando el bullicio, hartarse a comer y beber, pero nunca los ví con tanta clase y discreción ;-)

martes, 4 de septiembre de 2007

It hurts like hell


Love was always supposed to be
Something wonderful to me
To watch it grow inside yourself
To feel your heart beside itself

Sometimes it hurts to love so bad
(When you know you've given all you can)
Sometimes it hurts to even laugh
(You do your best but it's still much too sad)
Sometimes the pain is just too much,
And it hurts like hell, that's the way it feels

True love, it has no hiding place
It's not something you just put away
It's always there inside of you
And it shows in everything you do

Sometimes it hurts to love so bad
(When you know you've given it your best)
Sometimes it hurts to even laugh
(You feel a thousand miles from happiness)
Sometimes the pain is just too much,
And it hurts like hell, that's the way it feels

Here we are, the two of us
So full of love, so little trust
But dying for some tenderness
But too afraid to take the step

Sometimes it hurts to love so bad
(When you know what it can put you through)
Sometimes it hurts to even laugh
(There's nothing funny if it's killing you)
Sometimes the pain is just too much
And it hurts like hell, that's the way it feels

I know if there is any chance
For us to find our happiness
We've got to learn to let it go
Forget all the pain we know

Sometimes it hurts to love so bad
(Sometimes it hurts so bad, baby)
Sometimes it hurts to even laugh
(Sometimes it hurts to even laugh)
And it hurts like hell, that's the way
Oh baby, that's the way it feels

© Aretha Franklin

jueves, 30 de agosto de 2007

You will rise again


Cold December dawn
The party's over and the thrill is gone Tears are at your feet
They're running down the empty street

But I know for certain
Every time you fall
You will rise again
Above it all

Fly the way you do
The way you dream when love is new
Try to understand
It could'nt last the way you planned

And I know for certain
Every time you fall
You will rise again
Above it all.

You'll wake to a different drum
In a place to call your own
Your world is shaking but a day will come
for a dream to take you home

But I know for certain
Every time you fall
You will rise again
Above it all
You will rise again
Above it all
© Capercaille

miércoles, 22 de agosto de 2007

Turn it on again


All I need is a TV show, that and the radio
Down on my luck again, down on my luck again
I can show you I can show you some of the people in my life
I can show you I can show you some of the people in my life
It's driving me mad just another way of passing the day
I, I get so lonely when she's not there
I, I, I...

You're just another face that I know from the TV show
I have known you for so very long I feel you like a friend
Can't you do anything for me, can I touch you for a while
Can I meet you on another day and we will fly away

I can show you I can show you some of the people in my life
I can show you I can show you some of the people in my life
It's driving me mad it's just another way of passing the day
I, I get so lonely when she's not there
I, I, I...

Turn it on, turn it on, turn it on again
Turn it on, turn it on, turn it on again I can see another face
Turn it on, turn it on, turn it on again I can see another face
Turn it on, turn it on, turn it on again

© Genesis


martes, 21 de agosto de 2007

Foolish games


You took your coat off and stood in the rain
You were always crazy like that
I watched from my window
Always felt I was outside looking in on you
You were always the mysterious one with dark eyes and careless hair
You were fashionably sensitive, but too cool to care
Then you stood in my doorway, with nothing to say
Besides some comment on the weather
Well in case you failed to notice, in case you failed to see
This is my heart bleeding before you, this is me down on my knees
These foolish games are tearing me apart
Your thoughtless words are breaking my heart
You're breaking my heart

You were always brilliant in morning
Smoking your cigarettes and talking over coffee
Your philosophies on art, Baroque moved you
You loved Mozart and you'd speak of your loved ones
As I clumsily strummed my guitar
You'd teach me of honest things
Things that were daring, things that were clean
Things that knew what an honest dollar did mean
So I hid my soiled hands behind my back
Somewhere along the line I must have gone off track with you
Excuse me, think I've mistaken you for somebody else
Somebody who gave a damn, somebody more like myself
These foolish games are tearing me apart
You're tearing me, tearing me, tearing me apart
Your thoughtless words are breaking my heart
You're breaking my heart

You took off your coat and stood in the rain
You were always crazy like that

© Jewel

viernes, 17 de agosto de 2007

Lo que el ojo no ve, pero la cámara sí (II)


Abolida en el primer mundo, sí, pero ¿por qué se permite la automutilación femenina en las bodas? Grandes misterios de la humanidad...

Música:
Diamonds on the soles of her shoes © Paul Simon

jueves, 16 de agosto de 2007

Window to nowhere


No doubts!
You're the result of the chances you take
Face the circumstance!
Have you become who you wished to be?
Resigning to what you loved and cared

There's no way out!
Memories will come to remind you some day
How it could have been

Through every door you will step in
Another choice you're stuck between
Don't look back, just make your way ahead

A window to nowhere
The void in which I stare
Now that I've come so far where do I go from here?

Decision just came in time
A new door is open
You have to go again...decide!

You finally realize
The whole world you're facing
The window of your life...goodbye!

A window to nowhere
Wide-eyed in great despair
Now that I've come so far where do I go from here?

Life is drowned in fears
The river of my tears
Please hold my trembling hands before I go insane all again

© Angra

jueves, 2 de agosto de 2007

200


Coincidiendo la entrada número 200 con mis cortas vacaciones de verano, aprovecho para agradeceros vuestra paciente compañía durante este año largo de blog. No tardaré en volver con nuevas adquisiciones fotográficas con las que castigaros y musicales con las que deleitaros.

Hasta dentro de nada :-)

Música: Clouds go by © Nightnoise

viernes, 27 de julio de 2007

Flawed design


When I was a young boy
I was honest and I had more self-control
If I was tempted I would run
Then, when I got older
I began to lie to get exactly what I wanted
When I wanted it
And I wanted it

Now, I'm having trouble differentiating
Between what I want
And what I need
To make me happy
So instead of thinking I just act
Before I have the chance to contemplate the
Consequencial action

And I will turn off
And I will shut down
Burying the voices of my conscience hitting ground
And I will turn off
And I will shut down
The chemicals are restless in my head.

'Cause I lie
And not because I want to
But I seem to need to
All the time (Need to all the time)
Yeah, I lie
And I don't even know it
Maybe this is
All a part of my flawed design

And ever since I figured out
That I could control other people
I've had trouble sleeping
With both eyes closed
And if I asked permission
If I make sure it's O.K.
I promise I won't slip up this time
You can trust me
But never take advice from someone
Who just admitted to being devious
Who just confessed to treason
And I would also never ask a question
That I cannot ask myself
For it might
Dirty up your conscience

'Cause I lie
And not because I want to
But I seem to need to
All the time (Need to all the time)
Yeah, I lie
And I don't even know it
Maybe this is
All a part of my

And how can you say those things
Why can't you just believe?
And how can you say those things
And keep a straight face?
And how can you say those things
Why can't we just believe?
And how can you say those things
And keep a straight face?

And I will turn off
And I will shut down
Burying the voices of my conscience hitting ground.
And I will turn off
And I will shut down
The chemicals are restless in my head.

'Cause I lie
And not because I want to
But I seem to need to
All the time (Need to all the time)
Yeah, I lie
And I don't even know it
Maybe this is
All a part of my
'Cause I lie
And if I could control it
Maybe I could leave it all behind (Leave it all behind)
Yeah, I lie
And I don't even know it
Maybe this is all a part of my
Flawed design

© Stabilo

jueves, 26 de julio de 2007

Don't stop me now


Tonight I'm gonna have myself a real good time
I feel alive
And the world I'll turn it inside out
I'm floating around in ecstasy
So don't stop me now
Don't stop me
'cause I'm having a good time
Having a good time

I'm a shooting star leaping through the sky
Like a tiger defying the laws of gravity
I'm a racing car passing by like Lady Godiva
I'm gonna go, go, go there's no stopping me
I'm burning through the sky
Two hundred degrees that's why they call me Mr. Fahrenheit
I'm travelling at the speed of light
I wanna make a supersonic man out of you

Don't stop me now
I'm having such a good time
I'm having a ball
Don't stop me now
If you wanna have a good time
Just give me a call
So don't stop me now
'cause I'm having a good time
Don't stop me now
Yes I'm having a good time
I don't wanna stop at all

I'm a rocket ship on my way to Mars
On a collision course
I am a satellite
I'm out of control
I'm a sex machine ready to reload
Like an atom bomb about to explode!
I'm burning through the sky
Two hundred degrees that's why they call me Mr. Fahrenheit
I'm travelling at the speed of light
I wanna make a supersonic woman of you

Don't stop me don't stop me, don't stop me !
Don't stop me don't stop me
I like it
Don't stop me don't stop me
Have a good time good time
Don't stop me don't stop me

I'm burning through the sky
Two hundred degrees that's why they call me Mr. Fahrenheit
I'm travelling at the speed of light
I wanna make a supersonic man out of you

Don't stop me now
I'm having such a good time
I'm having a ball
Don't stop me now
If you wanna have a good time
Just give me a call
Don't stop me now
'cause I'm having a good time
Don't stop me now
Yes I'm having a good time
I don't wanna stop at all

© Queen

miércoles, 25 de julio de 2007

At the end of the evening


At the end of the evening, as the sun is going down
And all the wee song birds are making their last sounds
It's then I'm thinking of you; I close my eyes and see
I long for the moment, when you'll return "a chroi" (*)

We'll go and watch the waters, and bathe in its bright charms
As the shiny waves of blue and silver roll, I run into your arms
We'll talk all that small town talk, and secrets of the heart
With the twilight all the colours fade and we melt into the dark

I'm thinking of you darlin' in the mornin', noon and night
But especially in the evening when nature seems so bright
Yes, it's then I'm thinking of you in the quiet of my heart
I hold you there a moment as though we'd never part

© Nightnoise

(*) "A chroí" (pronounced acree) is a term of endearment and literally means "my heart", in Irish.

sábado, 21 de julio de 2007

Está llorando el sol


Está llorando el sol nuestra esperanza
ese río amarillo de cordura.
No queda verso a la flor, no queda nada
a lo que el tiempo imprima su frescura.

Ni el aire de la esquina se ha vuelto eterno y frío
ni el hambre de tus besos me parte a la mitad.
Los hombres del espejo parecen enemigos,
los ojos que me diste sueñan tan solo hablar

de frases sin palabras, de frases sin edad
escritas a la cara que vuelves a mirar.

Y está llorando el sol nuestra esperanza
ese río amarillo de cordura.
No queda verso a la flor y no queda nada
a lo que el tiempo imprima su frescura

No hay un amor más puro que aquel que nos ignora,
no vivo si tu vida se cansa de vivir.

Y he gritado a las estrellas sin noticias de tus horas.
No regreses a la noche si no vienes a por mí

con frases sin palabras con frases sin edad
escritas a la cara que vuelves a mirar

© El desván del duende

jueves, 19 de julio de 2007

Up on the roof


When this old world starts-a gettin' me down
And people are just too much for me to face
I'll climb way up to the top of the stairs
And all my cares just drift right into space

On the roof, it's peaceful as can be
And there the world below don't bother me, no

So when I come home feelin' tired and beat
I'll go up where the air is fresh and sweet
I'll get far away from the hustlin' crowd
And all that rat-race noise down in the street

On the roof, that's the only place I know
Look at the city, baby
Where you just have to wish to make it so
Let's go up on the roof

And at night the stars they put on a show for free
And darlin', you can share it all with me
That's what I said
Keep on tellin' you...

That right smack dab in the middle of town
I found a paradise that's troubleproof
And if this old world starts-a gettin' you down
There's room enough for two
Up on the roof
Up on the roof
Up on the roof

Everything is all right, everything is all right
C'mon!
Stop what you're doin' tonight and climb up the stairs
Be free baby
We've got the stars above and the city lights below
Up on the roof, now

© James Taylor

sábado, 14 de julio de 2007

Thank you


My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why
I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be grey,
but your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad,
it's not so bad

I drank too much last night, got bills to pay,
my head just feels in pain
I missed the bus and there'll be hell today,
I'm late for work again
And even if I'm there, they'll all imply
that I might not last the day
And then you call me and it's not so bad,
it's not so bad and

I want to thank you
for giving me the best day of my life
Oh just to be with you
is having the best day of my life

Push the door, I'm home at last
and I'm soaking through and through
Then you hand me a towel
and all I see is you
And even if my house falls down,
I wouldn't have a clue
Because you're near me and

I want to thank you
for giving me the best day of my life
Oh just to be with you
is having the best day of my life

© Dido

jueves, 12 de julio de 2007

No son of mine


Well the key to my survival
was never in much doubt
the question was how I could keep sane
trying to find a way out

Things were never easy for me
peace of mind was hard to find
and I needed a place where I could hide
somewhere I could call mine

I didn't think much about it
'til it started happening all the time
soon I was living with the fear everyday
of what might happen that night

I couldn't stand to hear the
crying of my mother
and I remember when
I swore that, that would be the
Last they'd see of me
And I never went home again

They say that time is a healer
and now my wounds are not the same
I rang the bell with my heart in my mouth
I had to hear what he'd say

He sat me down to talk to me
he looked me straight in the eyes
he said:

You're no son, you're no son of mine
You're no son, you're no son of mine
You walked out, you left us behind
and you're no son, no son of mine

Oh, his words how they hurt me, I'll never forget it
and as the time, it went by, I lived to regret it

You're no son, you're no son of mine
but where should I go,
and what should I do
you're no son, you're no son of mine
but I came here for help, I came here for you

Well the years they passed so slowly
I thought about him everyday
what would I do, if we passed on the street
would I keep running away

In and out of hiding places
soon I'd have to face the facts
we'd have to sit down and talk it over
and that would mean going back

They say that time is a healer
and now my wounds are not the same
I rang that bell with my heart in my mouth
I had to hear what he'd say

He sat me down to talk to me
he looked me straight in the eyes
he said:

You're no son, you're no son of mine
You're no son, you're no son of mine
When you walked out, you left us behind
and you're no son, you're no son of mine

Oh, his words how they hurt me, I'll never forget it
and as the time, it went by, I lived to regret it

You're no son, you're no son of mine
But where should I go and what should I do
You're no son, you're no son of mine
But I came here for help, oh I was looking for you
You're no son, you're no son of mine

© Genesis

miércoles, 11 de julio de 2007

Take my hand


Touch my skin, and tell me what you’re thinking
Take my hand and show me where we’re going
Lie down next to me, look into my eyes and tell me, oh tell me what you’re seeing
So sit on top of the world and tell me how you’re feeling
What you feel now is what I feel for you
Take my hand and if I’m lying to you
I’ll always be alone
If I’m lying to you

See my eyes, they carry your reflection
Watch my lips and hear the words I’m telling you
Give your trust to me and look into my heart and show me, show me what you’re doing
So sit on top of the world and tell me how you’re feeling
What you feel is what I feel for you

Take my hand and if I’m lying to you
I’ll always be alone
If I’m lying to you
Take your time, if I’m lying to you
I know you’ll find that you believe me
You believe me

Feel the sun on your face and tell me what you’re thinking
Catch the snow on your tongue and show me how it tastes
Take my hand and if I’m lying to you
I’ll always be alone
If I’m lying to you
Take your time, if I’m lying to you
I know you’ll find that you believe me
You believe me

© Dido

martes, 10 de julio de 2007

In my place


In my place, in my place
Were lines that I couldn't change
I was lost

I was lost, I was lost
Crossed lines I shouldn't have crossed
I was lost

Yeah, how long must you wait for him?
Yeah, how long must you pay for him?
Yeah, how long must you wait for him?

I was scared, I was scared
Tired and underprepared
But I wait for you

If you go, if you go
Leaving me here on my own
Well I wait for you

Yeah, how long must you wait for him?
Yeah, how long must you pay for him?
Yeah, how long must you wait for him?

Please, please, please
Come on and sing to me
To me, me

Come on and sing it out, out, out
Come on and sing it now, now, now
Come on and sing it

In my place, in my place
Were lines that I couldn't change
I was lost


© Coldplay

lunes, 9 de julio de 2007

Lazing on a Sunday afternoon


I go out to work on Monday morning
Tuesday I go off to honeymoon
I’ll be back again before it’s time for sunnydown
I’ll be lazing on a Sunday afternoon
Bicycling on every Wednesday evening
Thursday I go waltzing to the zoo
I come from London town
I’m just an ordinary guy
Fridays I go painting in the Louvre
I’m bound to be proposing on a Saturday night
There he goes again
I’ll be lazing on a Sunday lazing on a Sunday
Lazing on a Sunday afternoon
© Queen

sábado, 7 de julio de 2007

I guess that's why they call it the blues


Don't wish it away
Don't look at it like it's forever
Between you and me I could honestly say
That things can only get better

And while I'm away
Dust out the demons inside
And it won't be long
Before you and me run
To the place in our hearts where we hide

And I guess that's why they call it the blues
Time on my hands could be time spent with you
Laughing like children, living like lovers
Rolling like thunder under the covers
And I guess that's why they call it the blues

Just stare into space
Picture my face in your hands
Live for each second without hesitation
And never forget I'm your man

Wait on me girl
Cry in the night if it helps
But more than ever
I simply love you
More than I love life itself
© Elton John