People are strange
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23.1.13
I don't love you, I'm just passing the time. You could love me if I knew how to lie, but who could love me? I am out of my mind, throwing a line out to sea to see if I can catch a dream. #
This is it:
Música (medicina es) ♪♫,
Panic at the Disco
PLEASURE'S TIME IS MISSING
EVERYBODY IS LOOKING FOR FEELINGS
EVEN SOMEONE LIKE YOU
EVERYBODY IS LOOKING FOR FEELINGS
EVEN SOMEONE LIKE YOU
This is it:
Música (medicina es) ♪♫,
Pony Pony Run Run
Fui
consumiendo
infiernos
para salir
de vos #
consumiendo
infiernos
para salir
de vos #
This is it:
Bersuit Vergarabat,
Música (medicina es) ♪♫
So he said, "Would it be alright if we just sat and talked for a little while, if in exchange for your time I give you this smile?", so she said "Hey that's ok, as long as you can make a promise not to break my little heart and leave me all alone in the summer".
This is it:
Música (medicina es) ♪♫,
Panic at the Disco
Our friends are all hurting from moments, and regrets, and charity laced with a lie. Still we keep hoping to fix all the defects and strengthen these seminal times. We go on together for better or worse, our history is to real to hate. Now and forever we stay until morning, and promise to fight for our fate. Till we die! The start of a journey is every bit worth it, I can't let you down anymore. The sky is still clearing, we're never afraid and the consciences opens the door. I never stopped trying, I never stopped feeling like family is much more than blood. Don't go on without me, the piece that I represent compliments each and everyone. Till we die! We won't be forgotten, we'll never give in. This war we've achieved has allowed us to win. Till we die! My last true confession will open your eyes. I've never known trust like the night. Let it be spoken, let it be screamed, they'll never ever take us alive. We won't be forgotten, we'll never give in. This war we've achieved has allowed us to win. Carry on! We'll never be broken, we won't be denied, our war is the present we need to deny.
29.9.11
27.9.11
Mujer que balas juntás, sola en el frío sombrío umbral. Deja esas hojas que besan tus pies, nadie te pinta un atardecer. Desnudo el nuevo altar, remando en punto com se filtran esos tragos de la amarga corrupción. Y es el perdón colgado en la pared, son lágrimas de sangre que no pueden esconder.

Mujer que sueños juntás, sobra desierto cruzando el mar. Negro horizonte abrigando al sur, donde no hay hambre, no hay multitud. Desnudo el nuevo altar de los que no dan más, vacíos de monedas pero llenos de metal. Que va a fundir, que va a explotar. Escribiendo la historia el nuevo día va a brotar.. Y es tan fácil decirte que, que va a estar bien. ¿Qué va a estar bien?
This is it:
Cielo Razzo,
Música (medicina es) ♪♫
Me dejé matar
Me dejé matar, me dejé robar el alma. Pagué sin querer, sin querer te lastimé.
Qué daría en esta vida por volver, amor mío.
Me dejé atrapar por la selva de los ruidos.. nunca imaginé que sería mi destino.
Qué daría en esta vida por arder, amor mío.
El bar de la esquina, rutas de melancolía, y una guitarra loca en el andén de las heridas.
Remendando infiernos, tras las ruinas de tu olvido, y una guitarra loca que me arranca los sentidos.
Me dejé arropar y quedarme al fin dormida. Desperté sin voz, pero me guardo este grito.
Qué daría en esta vida por volver, amor mío.
This is it:
Cielo Razzo,
Música (medicina es) ♪♫
27.7.11
6.7.11
1.6.11
Nothing I am, nothing I dream, nothing is new, nothing I think or believe in or say.. nothing is true. It used to be so easy, I never even tried.. it used to be so easy. But the last day of summer, never felt so cold; the last day of summer, never felt so old. Never felt so.. All that I have, all that I hold, all that is wrong. All that I feel for or trust in or love.. all that is gone. It used to be so easy, I never even tried. It used to be so easy.. but the last day of summer, never felt so cold; the last day of summer, never felt so old. The last day of summer, never felt so..
Muero en la semana, revivo sábado, domingo. Muero en la soledad, y revivo en tus brazos.[Se hizo tarde, es hora de que vuelvas a casa.] Por favor.
2.5.11

29.4.11
You know how it is wake up feeling blue, and everything that could be wrong is including you. Black clouds and rain and rain in your head, and all you want to do is stay in bed. Buf if you do that you´ll be missing the world, because it doesn´t stop turning whatever you heard. If you do that you´ll be missing the world.. You have to get up get out and get gone! You know how it is wake up feeling green, sick as a dog and six times as mean. You don’t want to sing, you don´t want to play, you don’t want to swing, you don´t want to sway.. All you want to do is nothing on a day like today. But if you do that you´ll be missing the world, because it doesn’t stop turning whatever you heard. If you do that you´ll be missing the world, you have to get up get out and get gone! Get up get out and get some fun! You have to get up get out and get living, this is really it.. So you know how it is wake up feeling grey, nothing much to think and nothing much to say. Don’t want to talk, don´t want to try, don’t want to think, don´t want to know who what where when or why.. But you do that and you´re missing the world, it’s happening right now whatever you heard. You do that and you´re missing the world, you have to get up get out and get gone! Get up get out and have some fun! Get up get out and get it on! You have to get up get out and get living.. this is really it!
4.4.11
Espero que no haya sido así, así desde el comienzo & espero que no lamentes el haberme conocido. Espero que no haya dolor dentro de tu corazón, porque el mío se cae en pedazos WHEN I'M FAR AWAY FROM YOU!
This is it:
Boom Boom Kid,
Música (medicina es) ♪♫
4.3.11
Venir & haberte ido ;
Me pasaron tantas cosas.. y no me acuerdo de nada; sólo del viento y tus ojos, de llorar a carcajadas. No sé cuánto habrá pasado desde cuando te leía; nunca quise darme cuenta que no era idea mía.. Hoy no es que rompa cadenas, solo me doy por vencida. Y te perdono por todo, por venir y haberte ido. Si la pena se supera, a mí me importa muy poco.. no esperaba que así fuera mi amor.. si aun sueño que te toco. No sé de un tiempo a esta parte, no entiendo cómo pude desarmarme. Me sobraron tantas cosas que no pude darte a tiempo, o tal vez nunca exististe.. fuiste mi mejor invento. Hoy mis ojos no te ven, hoy mi boca no te nombra. Nadie sabe qué me hiciste, mi amor, sólo mi cuerpo y tu sombra. No sé de un tiempo a esta parte, no entiendo cómo pude desarmarme.. o cómo terminó.
(y te vas dando cuenta que a la gente nunca la terminás de conocer, que a nadie le importa nadie realmente.. o quizás la mayor parte del tiempo)
This is it:
Música (medicina es) ♪♫,
No te va gustar
17.2.11
Heaven waits, the hours of silence finds you on your knees, broken in a sweet surrender of peace. All the years of searching for a love you didn't know, now you've finally found a welcome home.
This is it:
Katy Perry,
Música (medicina es) ♪♫
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