lunes, 7 de abril de 2008

Post nº 4: Yann(ius) Tiersen



Anyway, I can try
Anything it´s the same circle
leading to nowhere
and I´m tired now

.
Anyway, I´ve lost my face
my dignity, my look
everything is gone
and I´m tired now
.
Don´t be scared,
I found a good job and I go to work
everyday on my old bycicle you loved
.
I´m piling up some unread books under my bed
and I really thing I´ll never read again
No concentration
just a white disorder
everywhere around me
you know, I´m so tired now
.
Don´t worry,
I often go to dinners and parties
with some old friends who care for me
take me back home and stay
.
Monochrome floors, monochrome walls,
only absence near me
nothing but silence around me

.
Monochrome flat, monochrome life
only absence near me
nothing but silence around me

.
Sometimes I search an event
or something to remind
But I´ve really got nothing in mind

.
Sometimes I open the windows
and listen people walking in the down streets
there is life out there
.
Don´t be scared
I found a new job and I go to work
everyday on my old bycicle you loved
.
Anyway, I can try
anything it´s the same circle
leading to nowhere
and I´m tired now

.
Anyway, I´ve lost my face
my dignity, my look
everything is gone
and I´m tired now

.
Don´t worry
I often go to dinners and parties
with some old friends who care for me
take me back home and stay

.
Monochrome floors, monochrome walls,
only absence near me
nothing but silence around me
.
(Monochrome - Yann Tiersen & Dominique)

viernes, 4 de abril de 2008

Post nº 3: Welcome to this blog, MUSE

Stay away from me
build a fortress
and shield your beliefs
Touch the divine
as we fall in line
.
Can I believe?
when I don´t trust
All your theories
turn to dust
I choose to hide
from the all seing eye
.
Destroy this city of delusion
break these walls down
I will avenge
justify my reasons
with your blood
.
You´ll no rest
settle for less
Until you guzzle
and squander what´s left
Do not deny
that you live and let die
.
City of delusion, Muse
.
to settle: solucionar
to guzzle: Beber en demasía
squander: desperdiciar, malgastar

Post nº 2: Friendship, not free, not cheap

"Stay away from me
build a fortress
and shield your beliefs"

I wrote another text to accompany this hilarious title.
A hard text.
A text Full of revenge´s promises.
It´s better that I don´t think why I changed it. The censorship of myself by me. I censure a mental zone, daaaangerous zone for other people. I am a good child, am not I? I choose to forgive.
See you (soon?) Edward H.?