24 December 2011

Kiero Regalarte Para Navidad Una Noche Buena ;) 

En esta navidad me gustaría poder ir al cielo a abrazar alguien.
"Mira en tus sueños y verás absurda la supuesta vida que supones que es realidad." Syd Barrett.
IT'S ALL OVER FOR THE UNKNOWN SOLDIER. 

22 December 2011


I wish days were going backwards like in this blog.

Take the highway to the end of the night
End of the night, end of the night
Take a journey to the bright midnight
End of the night, end of the night

Realms of bliss, realms of light
Some are born to sweet delight
Some are born to sweet delight
Some are born to the endless night
End of the night, end of the night
End of the night, end of the night

Realms of bliss, realms of light
Some are born to sweet delight
Some are born to sweet delight
Some are born to the endless night
End of the night, end of the night
End of the night, end of the night..

Hasta el abismo nenaa, te voy a seguir la musica nos epera, nos vamos de aqui..

21 December 2011


I don't know what colour your eyes are, baby
But your hair is long and brown
Your legs are strong, and you're so, so long
And you don't come from this town

My head is full of magic, baby
And I can share this with you
The feel I'm on a cross again, lately
But it's nothing to do with you

I'm alive
Oh Oh, so alive
I'm alive
Oh Oh, so alive

This drug makes me crazy
Makes me see you more clearly
Oh, baby, now I can see you
Wish I could stop,
Switch off the clock,
Make it all happen for you

I'm alive
Oh Oh, so alive
I'm alive

19 December 2011


Still falling
Breathless and on again
Inside today
Inside me today
Around broken in two
Til your eyes share into dust
Like two strangers turning into dust
Til my hand shook with the weight of fear
I could possibly be fading
Or have something more to gain
I could feel myself growing colder
I could feel myself under your fate
Under your fate
It was you, breathless and torn
I could feel my eyes turning into dust
Into strangers, turning into dust
Turning into dust
Turning into dust
.

17 December 2011

He cerrado mi balcón
porque no quiero oír el llanto
pero por detrás de los grises muros
no se oye otra cosa que el llanto.

Hay muy pocos ángeles que canten,
hay muy pocos perros que ladren,
mil violines caben en la palma de mi mano.

Pero el llanto es un perro inmenso,
el llanto es un ángel inmenso,
el llanto es un violín inmenso,
las lágrimas amordazan al viento,
no se oye otra cosa que el llanto.



Federico García Lorca.

16 December 2011



If you keep on walkin', You'll walk right outta sight. And if you keep your eyes closed, You will not see the light. Just give me a chance, To put it right.

If you keep your heart closed, You'll live out in the cold. And you'll go on searchin', It's such a lonesome road.

Let me be the one you wanna hold.

Wheels within wheels, Confused what you feel a little bit. Rules within rules, Won't hide the hurt I have felt. Well, I could keep on tryin', Looks like it's all been in vain. For somethin's truly got you, Its carryin' you away. Don't leave me standing, In this empty space.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XaKskB43I_M


from small things, baby, big things one day come.

Aquí estan todos locos, me voy. . . ARRE UNICORNIO!
No necesito a nadie... yo y mi locura estamos bien.
La vida es aspirar, respirar y expirar.


Salvador Dalí.