martes, 12 de mayo de 2009

I love U, capullo


Who would have known
That a boy like him
Would have entered me lightly
Restoring my blisses
Who would have known
That a boy like him
After sharing my core
Would stay going nowhere
Who would have known
A beauty this immense
Who would have known
A saintly trance
Who would have known
Miraculous breath
To inhale a beard
Loaded with courage
Who would have known
That a boy like him
Possessed of magical
Sensitivity
Who would approach a girl like me
Who caresses cradles his head
In her bosom
He slides inside
Half awake, half asleep
We faint back
Into sleephood
When I wake up
The second time
In his arms
Gorgeousness
He's still inside me
Who would have known
Who ahhh
Who would have known
A train of pearls
Cabin by cabin
Is shot precisely
Across an ocean
From a mouth
From a
From the mouth
Of a girl like me
To a boy
To a boy
To a boy...
I LOVE U

domingo, 10 de mayo de 2009

"Lo formidable de lo fantástico es que ya no es fantástico, solo existe lo real."



"Decir con claridad lo que él dice oscuramente es revelar la vanidad de su hablar oscuro".

Para pintar un pájaro, el pintor se fija en el huevo. El cuadro que persigue ser una continuidad perfecta de la realidad. La ventana que al romperse hace añicos el paisaje que reflejaba. El pájaro, símbolo de lo etéreo, contiene el cielo y las nubes en su interior. La "chimenea" del tren. Las botas que son pies...La desestructuración del lenguaje como motor del pensamiento. El cuadro de una pipa no es lo que refleja, no es una pipa, es un lienzo pigmentado. Magritte crea enigmas en sus pinturas y no invita a solucionarlos, sino a adentrarnos en ellos. Humor absurdo y poeticidad, ni surrealista ni simbolista. Solo misterio, desconcierto, impacto. Entre tanto juguemos con sus trabalenguas semánticos, disfrutemos de su Universo... Y vayamos a Bruselas donde inauguran su museo.

Keep on playing with songs: Anne Gone Bad!

We stay, moving around, so low


Ask us where you at, we don't know (...)
You got your boys and got gone
And left us all alone


Now she in the club with a freaky dress on
Cats don't want her to keep that dress on


Trying to get enough drinks in her system
Take it to the tele and make her a victim


Controlling the brain, ball play you in the face
They shake the spot, she's just another case



Easy for a good girl...


..to go bad. And once we gone,
Best believe we've gone forever.
You better learn how to treat us right.
Cause once a good girl goes bad...


We die... forever?

Elegy to a Godess: Nelly´s Build you Up

Baby don't believe it
Oh, it's in your eyes

I can see the weakness,
You don't have to hide

I can take you under.
Under my wing

Cause your voice gives me a song

That I love to sing

Baby they build you up...

...Only to tear you down


Don´t give up.
Baby don´t believe it.
All is good for nothing.

You were just a child
Ready to exploreAnd everything you saw
Looked like an open door
A place you can remember
You'd love to go back

But you can't even comprehend
That it's all in the past


Baby they build you up...
Only to tear you down
Baby don´t believe it,
all is good for...
... something?