All I want is your eyes in the morning as we wake for a short while




I don’t need from you a waterfall of careless praise
And I don’t need a trophy for all the games I played
But all I want is your eyes
In the morning as we wake for a short while

And I don’t need you to catch my wandering mind
And I don’t expect a southern girl to know the northern lights
And all I want is your eyes
In the morning as we wake for a short while

And I do need the wind across my pale face
And I do need the ferns to unfurl in the spring
And I do need the grass to sway,
yes I do need to know my place

But all I want is your eyes
in the morning as we wake for a short while

· Northern lights · Bowerbirds



Ama hasta convertirte en lo amado, más aún hasta convertirte en el mismísimo amor




No estás deprimido, estás distraído, distraído de la vida que te puebla.
Distraído de la vida que te rodea: Delfines, bosques, mares, montañas, ríos.
No caigas en lo que cayó tu hermano, que sufre por un ser humano cuando en el mundo hay 5,600 millones.

Además, no es tan malo vivir solo. Yo la paso bien, decidiendo a cada instante lo que quiero hacer, y gracias a la soledad me conozco; algo fundamental para vivir.

No caigas en lo que cayó tu padre, que se siente viejo porque tiene 70 años, olvidando que Moisés dirigía el éxodo a los 80 y Rubistein interpretaba como nadie a Chopin a los 90. Sólo citar dos casos conocidos.

No estás deprimido, estás distraído, por eso crees que perdiste algo, lo que es imposible, porque todo te fue dado. No hiciste ni un sólo pelo de tu cabeza por lo tanto no puedes ser dueño de nada.

Además la vida no te quita cosas, te libera de cosas. Te aliviana para que vueles más alto, para que alcances la plenitud. De la cuna a la tumba es una escuela, por eso lo que llamas problemas son lecciones. No perdiste a nadie, el que murió simplemente se nos adelantó, porque para allá vamos todos. Además lo mejor de él, el amor, sigue en tu corazón. ¿Quién podría decir que Jesús está muerto? No hay muerte: hay mudanza. Y del otro lado te espera gente maravillosa: Gandhi, Michelangelo, Whitman, San Agustín, la Madre Teresa, tu abuela y mi madre, que creía que la pobreza está más cerca del amor, porque el dinero nos distrae con demasiadas cosas, y nos aleja porque nos hace desconfiados.

Haz sólo lo que amas y serás feliz, y el que hace lo que ama, está benditamente condenado al éxito, que llegará cuando deba llegar, porque lo que debe ser será, y llegará naturalmente. No hagas nada por obligación ni por compromiso, sino por amor. Entonces habrá plenitud, y en esa plenitud todo es posible. Y sin esfuerzo porque te mueve la fuerza natural de la vida, la que me levantó cuando se cayó el avión con mi mujer y mi hija; la que me mantuvo vivo cuando los médicos me diagnosticaban 3 ó 4 meses de vida. Dios te puso un ser humano a cargo, y eres tú mismo. A ti debes hacerte libre y feliz, después podrás compartir la vida verdadera con los demás. Recuerda a Jesús: "Amarás al prójimo como a ti mismo".

Reconcíliate contigo, ponte frente al espejo y piensa que esa criatura que estás viendo es obra de Dios; y decide ahora mismo ser feliz porque la felicidad es una adquisición.

Además, la felicidad no es un derecho sino un deber porque si no eres feliz, estás amargando a todo el barrio. Un sólo hombre que no tuvo ni talento ni valor para vivir, mando matar seis millones de hermanos judíos. Hay tantas cosas para gozar y nuestro paso por la tierra es tan corto, que sufrir es una pérdida de tiempo. Tenemos para gozar la nieve del invierno y las flores de la primavera, el chocolate de la Perusa, la baguette francesa, los tacos mexicanos, el vino chileno, los mares y los ríos, el fútbol de los brasileros, Las Mil y Una Noches, la Divina Comedia, el Quijote, el Pedro Páramo, los boleros de Manzanero y las poesías de Whitman, Mäiller, Mozart, Chopin, Beethoven, Caraballo, Rembrandt, Velásquez, Picasso y Tamayo, entre tantas maravillas.

Y si tienes cáncer o SIDA, pueden pasar dos cosas y las dos son buenas; si te gana, te libera del cuerpo que es tan molesto: tengo hambre, tengo frío, tengo sueño, tengo ganas, tengo razón, tengo dudas ... y si le ganas, serás más humilde, más agradecido, por lo tanto, fácilmente feliz. Libre del tremendo peso de la culpa, la responsabilidad, y la vanidad, dispuesto a vivir cada instante profundamente como debe ser.

No estás deprimido, estás desocupado. Ayuda al niño que te necesita, ese niño será socio de tu hijo. Ayuda a los viejos, y los jóvenes te ayudarán cuando lo seas. Además el servicio es una felicidad segura, como gozar a la naturaleza y cuidarla para el que vendrá. Da sin medida y te darán sin medidas.

Ama hasta convertirte en lo amado, más aún hasta convertirte en el mismísimo amor. Y que no te confundan unos pocos homicidas y suicidas, el bien es mayoría pero no se nota porque es silencioso, una bomba hace más ruido que una caricia, pero por cada bomba que destruye hay millones de caricias, que alimentan la vida. ¿Vale la pena, verdad?

Si Dios tuviera un refrigerador, tendría tu foto pegada en él. Si tuviera una cartera, tu foto estaría dentro de ella. Él te manda flores cada primavera. Él te manda un amanecer cada mañana. Cada vez que tú quieres hablar, él te escucha. Él puede vivir en cualquier parte del universo. Pero él escogió tu corazón. Enfréntalo, amigo. Él está loco por ti.

Dios no te prometió días sin dolor, risa sin tristeza, sol sin lluvia. Pero él si prometió fuerzas para cada día, consuelo para las lágrimas y luz para el camino. Cuando la vida te presente mil razones para llorar, demuéstrale que tienes mil y una razones por las cuales sonreir.

No, no estás deprimido, estás distraído.

Facundo Cabral

how happy we could beeeeeeeee eee eeee (!) [I only wanna be as free as the skies]




I'm not gonna sing the blues
Cause I don't wanna cry
I only wanna be as free as the skies
Don't let anyone bring you down

Say what you wanna say
But I've got it right
And I aim to feel this good the rest of my life
Can't let anyone bring me down

Hey look at me
I want everyone to see
How happy our lives could be
How happy we could be

That's what I'm doin' here
Singin' my song
I just wanna make you see what you knew all along
Don't let anyone bring you down

Hey look at me
I want everyone to see
How happy our lives could be
How happy we could be

I'm not gonna sing the blues
Cause I don't wanna cry
I only wanna be as free as the skies
Can't let anyone bring me down

I hope I made you feel good
I hope I made you feel good
I hope I made you feel real good
I hope I made you feel good

· Don't let anyone bring you down · Minnie Riperton

limitless undying love which shines around me like a million suns




Words are flying out like
endless rain into a paper cup
They slither while they pass
They slip away across the universe
Pools of sorrow waves of joy
are drifting thorough my open mind
Possessing and caressing me

Jai guru deva om
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world

Images of broken light which
dance before me like a million eyes
That call me on and on across the universe
Thoughts meander like a
restless wind inside a letter box
they tumble blindly as
they make their way across the universe

Jai guru deva om
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world

Sounds of laughter shades of life
are ringing through my open ears
exciting and inviting me
Limitless undying love which
shines around me like a million suns
And calls me on and on across the universe

Jai guru deva om
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Nothing's gonna change my world
Jai guru deva
Jai guru deva

· Across the universe · John Lennon & Ravi Shankar

beautiful Bob & the simple lovin'




I wanna love you and treat you right,
I wanna love you every day and every night,
We'll be together with a roof right over our heads,
We'll share the shelter of my single bed,
We'll share the same room, yeah! - for Jah provide the bread.
Is this love - is this love - is this love -
Is this love that I'm feelin'?
Is this love - is this love - is this love -
Is this love that I'm feelin'?
I wanna know - wanna know - wanna know, now!
I got to know - got to know - got to know, now!

I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I - I'm willing and able,
So I throw my cards on your table!
I wanna love you - I wanna love and treat - love and treat you right,
I wanna love you every day and every night,
We'll be together, yeah! - with a roof right over our heads,
We'll share the shelter, yeah, oh now! - of my single bed,
We'll share the same room, yeah! - for Jah provide the bread.

Is this love - is this love - is this love -
Is this love that I'm feelin'?
Is this love - is this love - is this love -
Is this love that I'm feelin'?

Wo-o-o-oah!

Oh yes, I know; yes, I know - yes, I know now!
Yes, I know; yes, I know - yes, I know now!

I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I - I'm willing and able,
So I throw my cards on your table!
See: I wanna love ya, I wanna love and treat ya -
love and treat ya right.
I wanna love you every day and every night:
We'll be together, with a roof right over our heads!
We'll share the shelter of my single bed,
We'll share the same room, yeah! Jah provide the bread.
We'll share the shelter of my single bed...

· Is this love · Bob Marley

get to me and turn me well, I'm a tired soul

Get to me and turn me well, I’m a tired soul (2x)
I was told desire had a sell by date
Well it’s rotted and altered, but still remains
Climbs the promise of no real change
I didn’t know you would last this long
I didn’t think I would last this long
No vacuum is now, and here we are
Did it hate to last and here we are
You squeezed my heart so tight tonight
You must return it before you leave
Cause when you get to me, when you get to me,
When you get to me, you turn me well
Get to me and turn me well, I’m a tired soul
Get to me and turn me well, I’m a tired soul
Get to me and turn me well, I’m a tired soul
Get to me and turn me well, I’m a tired soul

· Turn me well · Micachu & The Shapes

be so free




If you come with me
I will show you things you always dreamed of
We can make it happen on our island in the sun

Every morning we will swim in
Cool clear sparkling waters
Wrapped in purple satin nights
We'll make slow love

If you come with me
Please bring all your secret yernings
You'll find what you need on our island in the sun
Close your eyes and you will hear the palm trees gently swaying
I can hardly wait to get my hands on you

Time is wastin'
Come pluck the fruit your mind is tastin'
Or will you keep on chasin'
"if only it could be"

If you come with me
We'll live happy ever after
We could be so free on our island in the sun
Secret thoughts your heart conceals like ancient buried treasures
Will at last be whispered in love's ear

Time is wastin'
Come pluck the fruit your mind is tastin'
Or will you keep on chasin'
"oh, if only it could be"

Come with me
We could be so free
If you come with me
We could be so happy
Come to my island
Come to my island
Come to my island

· Island in the sun · Minnie Riperton

luminaries rising their voices for Peace




the man & his guitar













holes in my new jeans for you




I tried to do handstands for you
I tried to do headstands for you
Everytime I fell you on yeah everytime I fell
I tried to do handstands for you
But everytime I fell for you
I'm permanently black and blue, permanently blue for you

I tried to do handstands for you
I tried to do headstands for you
Everytime I fell on you yeah everytime I fell
I tried to do handstands but everytime I fell for you
I'm permanently black and blue, permanently blue for

You-ooo etc...
For you-ooo etc...
So black and blue-oooo etc...
For you-ooo etc...

I grabbed some frozen strawberries so I could ice your bruisy knees
But frozen things they all unfreeze and now I taste like
All those frozen strawberries I used to chill your bruisy knees,
Hot July ain't good to me
I'm pink and black and blue

I got bruises on my knees for you
And grass stains on my knees for you
Got holes in my new jeans for you
Got pink and black and blue

Got bruises on my knees for you
And grass stains on my knees for you
Got holes in my new jeans for you
Got pink and black and blue for

You-ooo etc...
For you-ooo etc....
So black and blue-ooo etc...
For you-oooo etc....

Do-doo-do-do-do

· Bruises · Chairlift

The asteroids galaxy tour




Satellites fading
Around the Earth
We're waiting for the sun to rise
A power through this cloud of mine

Free will for the dead and old
I dream of you in my skin
With you I want to waste some time
Think twice
Tonight we'll realize

Think I need somebody
A real somebody now
Gonna need somebody
A real somebody

Think I need somebody
A real somebody now
Gonna need somebody
Come on, come on
Let's blow the rain away

· Satellites · The Asteroids Galaxy Tour


I wished I lived in the golden age
Giving it up on the broadway stage
Hang with the rats and smoke cigars
Just have a break with Frank and count the stars

Dressed to the night, we've had too much
Shiny jewels, casino cash
Tapping feet, wanna take the lead
A trip back in time is all I need

Oh!
Sing it out loud gonna get back honey
Sing it out loud get away with me
Sing it out loud on a trip back honey
Sing it out loud and let yourself free

Whoo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo

I'm on my way, gonna make it big
Gonna make these songs for the chicks to dig
It's really hot and a little bit sour
We're getting your strength to the maximum power

Flying away from reality
Whatever-ever happened to gravity?
I see it clear, a shooting star
And I'm really gonna sing it like da-da-da

Sing it out loud gonna get back honey
Sing it out loud get away with me
Sing it out loud on a trip back honey
Sing it out loud and let yourself free

Yeah!

Sing it out loud gonna get back honey
Sing it out loud get away with me
Sing it out loud on a trip back honey
Sing it out loud and let yourself free

Yeah-yeah!
Woah-oah!
Wow!

Ohhh silver screen on a rainy day
Sally balls in a cabaret
Shaking sticks, oh what a show
Fresh and jolly, from tip to toe

Rambling down the boulevard
With a fly, a bird, and a wooden heart
My mind is set, I walk the line
But I never really thought that it would feel this fine

Yeah!
Sing it out loud gonna get back honey
Sing it out loud get away with me
Sing it out loud on a trip back honey
Sing it out loud and let yourself free

Sing it out loud gonna get back honey
Sing it out loud get away with me
Sing it out loud on a trip back honey
Sing it out loud and let yourself free!

Yeah!
Hey! Hey!
Whoo!
Ooh!
Oooooaaahh!

Whoo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo
Whoo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo

· The Golden Age · The Asteroids Galaxy Tour



but if stars, ... shine by the very first time




I can give it all on the first date
I don't have to exist outside this place
And dear know that I can change

But if stars, shouldn't shine
By the very first time
Then dear it's fine, so fine by me
'Cos we can give it time
So much time
With me

I can draw the line on the first date
I'll let you cross it
Let you take every line I've got
When the time gets late

But if stars, shouldn't shine
By the very first time
Then dear it's fine, so fine by me
'Cos we can give it time
So much time
With me

If you want me
Let me know
Where do you wanna go
No need for talking
I already know
If you want me
Why go

I can give it all on the first date
I don't have to exist outside this place
And dear know that I can change

But if stars, shouldn't shine
By the very first time
Then dear it's fine, so fine by me
'Cos we can give it time
So much time
With me

· The stars · The XX

cantar una canción a lo Eterno


"La vida carece de importancia en sí misma. Sólo es significativa si eres capaz de cantar una canción a lo Eterno, si puedes liberar un poco de fragancia divina, un poco de eternidad: si eres capaz de convertirte en una flor de loto, inmortal y eterna. Si aprendes a convertirte en puro amor, si eres capaz de embellecer esta existencia, si puedes convertirte en una bendición para esta existencia, solamente entonces la vida tiene significado; en caso contrario, no tiene sentido. Es como un lienzo en blanco: puedes cargar con él durante toda tu vida y morir aplastado bajo su peso, pero ¿para qué? ¡Pinta algo en él! Tú has de darle significado a tu vida; ese significado no te es dado. Se te ha dado libertad, se te ha dado creatividad, se te ha dado la vida, se te ha dado todo lo necesario para que le confieras un significado. Te han sido proporcionados todos los ingredientes esenciales para su significado, pero ese significado no te ha sido dado. Tú has de crearlo. Tú mismo te has de convertir en creador. Y cuando tú mismo te conviertes en creador, participas de Dios, formas parte de Dios."

Vida, Amor y Risa - Osho

Shirley Mclaine.


"Una de las zonas más erógenas de la mujer es su inteligencia."

Shirley Mclaine

On the crest of a wave




Strange face, with your eyes
So pale and sincere.
Underneath you know well
You have nothing to fear.
For the dreams that came to you when so young
Told of a life
Where spring is sprung.

You would seem so frail
In the cold of the night
When the armies of emotion
Go out to fight.
But while the earth sinks to its grave
You sail to the sky
On the crest of a wave.

So forget this cruel world
Where I belong
I'll just sit and wait
And sing my song.
And if one day you should see me in the crowd
Lend a hand and lift me
To your place in the cloud.

· Cello song · Nick Drake

you be one and I'll be one too




Baby, I finally know what I'm going after
I'm learning to let in all the laughter
Holy moly, you're so funny
You crack me up, you crack me up

Look out for dreams that keep on returning
'Cause magic [...] yearning
You feel it, you want it
The way I want you, babe
The way I want you, babe

Travelling by choo-choo train
We know where
We just don't know when
Like some everlasting [...] love

Never heard a better bad joke said out loud
You flip, flap and I wild out
Can you believe it?
I can't believe it but it's true

You're giving eighty billion years of giggling
A whole new world to live in
But this one's real, this one's real
This one's real

Like and old, tired kangaroo
You be one and I'll be one too
Play it goofy or play it cool

Everything that happened
You know it don't mean a thing to us
'Cause so much is going to happen

Because you showed me
A sunset overflowing
But who cares where it's going
As long as you're next to me

· Baby · Devendra Banhart

War is over (if you want it)




So this is Christmas
And what have you done
Another year over
And a new one just begun

And so this is Christmas
I hope you have fun
The near and the dear one
The old and the young

A very merry Christmas
And a happy New Year
Let's hope it's a good one
Without any fear

And so this is Christmas
For weak and for strong
For rich and the poor ones
The world is so wrong

And so happy Christmas
For black and for white
For yellow and red ones
Let's stop all the fight

A very merry Christmas
And a happy New Year
Let's hope it's a good one
Without any fear

And so this is Christmas
And what have we done
Another year over
And a new one just begun

Ans so happy Christmas
We hope you have fun
The near and the dear one
The old and the young

A very merry Christmas
And a happy New Year
Let's hope it's a good one
Without any fear

War is over
If you want it
War is over
Now...

· Happy Christmas · John Lennon


are inmune to your consultations, they're quite aware of what they're going through



I still don't know what I was waiting for
And my time was running wild
A million dead-end streets
Every time I thought I'd got it made
It seemed the taste was not so sweet
So I turned myself to face me
But I've never caught a glimpse
Of how the others must see the faker
I'm much too fast to take that test

Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes
(Turn and face the strain)
Ch-ch-Changes
Don't want to be a richer man
Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes
(Turn and face the strain)
Ch-ch-Changes
Just gonna have to be a different man
Time may change me
But I can't trace time

I watch the ripples change their size
But never leave the stream
Of warm impermanence and
So the days float through my eyes
But still the days seem the same
And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultations
They're quite aware of what they're going through

Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes
(Turn and face the strain)
Ch-ch-Changes
Don't tell t hem to grow up and out of it
Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes
(Turn and face the strain)
Ch-ch-Changes
Where's your shame
You've left us up to our necks in it
Time may change me
But you can't trace time

Strange fascination, fascinating me
Changes are taking the pace I'm going through

Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes
(Turn and face the strain)
Ch-ch-Changes
Oh, look out you rock 'n rollers
Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes
(Turn and face the strain)
Ch-ch-Changes
Pretty soon you're gonna get older
Time may change me
But I can't trace time
I said that time may change me
But I can't trace time

. Changes . David Bowie

como una luna en el agua


Capítulo 7

Toco tu boca, con un dedo toco el borde de tu boca, voy dibujándola como si saliera de mi mano, como si por primera vez tu boca se entreabriera, y me basta cerrar los ojos para deshacerlo todo y recomenzar, hago nacer cada vez la boca que deseo, la boca que mi mano elige y te dibuja en la cara, una boca elegida entre todas, con soberana libertad elegida por mí para dibujarla con mi mano por tu cara, y que por un azar que no busco comprender coincide exactamente con tu boca que sonríe por debajo de la que mi mano te dibuja.

Me miras, de cerca me miras, cada vez más de cerca y entonces jugamos al cíclope, nos miramos cada vez más de cerca y nuestros ojos se agrandan, se acercan entre sí, se superponen y los cíclopes se miran, respirando confundidos, las bocas se encuentran y luchan tibiamente, mordiéndose con los labios, apoyando apenas la lengua en los dientes, jugando en sus recintos donde un aire pesado va y viene con un perfume viejo y un silencio. Entonces mis manos buscan hundirse en tu pelo, acariciar lentamente la profundidad de tu pelo mientras nos besamos como si tuviéramos la boca llena de flores o de peces, de movimientos vivos, de fragancia oscura. Y si nos mordemos el dolor es dulce, y si nos ahogamos en un breve y terrible absorber simultáneo del aliento, esa instantánea muerte es bella. Y hay una sola saliva y un solo sabor a fruta madura, y yo te siento temblar contra mí como una luna en el agua.



Cap. 7 de "Rayuela" en la voz de Julio Cortázar

Rayuela, Cap. 7 - Julio Cortázar

el lector cómplice




Cortázar habla de Rayuela en TVE "A fondo" (1977)

you'll be a Man, my son!


IF you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
' Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch,
if neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!

If - Rudyard Kipling

say something! / stay alive! eh! / we've got a life to live.




Could you be loved and be loved?
Could you be loved and be loved?

Woo

Don't let them fool ya,
Or even try to school ya! Oh, no!
We've got a mind of our own,
So go to hell if what you're thinking isn't right!
Love would never leave us alone,
A-yin the darkness there must come out to light.

Oh, no!

(The people who walk in darkness have seen a great light;
Could you be loved? Could you be loved?
Could you be - could you be - could you be loved?
............................ thing's gonna be all right!
Could you be loved? Could you be loved?
Could you be - could you be - could you be loved?)

Don't let them change ya, oh!
Or even rearrange ya! Oh, no!
We've got a life to live.
(live, live, wuu)
They say: only - only -
only the fittest of the fittest shall survive
Stay alive! Eh!

Could you be loved and be loved?
Could you be loved, wo now! - and be loved?

(The road of life is rocky and you may stumble too,
So while you point your fingers someone else is judging you)
Love your brotherman!
(Could you be - could you be - could you be loved?
Could you be - could you be loved?
Could you be - could you be - could you be loved?
Could you be - could you be loved?)

Get up! Get up! Get up! Get up!
Get up! Get up! Get up! Get up!
Get up! Get up!
Get up! Get up! Get up, now!
We've been - we've been a-sit down too long!
Get up! Get up! Get up, now!
Get up, now! Up now - eh!

(You ain't gonna miss your water until your well runs dry;
No matter how you treat him, the man will never be satisfied.)
Say something! (Could you be - could you be - could you be loved?
Could you be - could you be loved?)
Say something! Say something!
(Could you be - could you be - could you be loved?)
Say something! (Could you be - could you be loved?)
Say something! Say something! (Say something!)
Say something! Say something! (Could you be loved?)
Say something! Say...

· Could you be loved? · Bob Marley & The Wailers (1980)

yo no quiero saber por qué lo hiciste...




Yo no quiero un amor civilizado,
con recibos y escena del sofá;
yo no quiero que viajes al pasado
y vuelvas del mercado
con ganas de llorar.
Yo no quiero vecínas con pucheros;
yo no quiero sembrar ni compartir;
yo no quiero catorce de febrero
ni cumpleaños feliz.

Yo no quiero cargar con tus maletas;
yo no quiero que elijas mi champú;
yo no quiero mudarme de planeta,
cortarme la coleta,
brindar a tu salud.
Yo no quiero domingos por la tarde;
yo no quiero columpio en el jardín;
lo que yo quiero, corazón cobarde,
es que mueras por mí.

Y morirme contigo si te matas
y matarme contigo si te mueres
porque el amor cuando no muere mata
porque amores que matan nunca mueren.

Yo no quiero juntar para mañana,
nunca supe llegar a fin de mes;
yo no quiero comerme una manzana
dos veces por semana
sin ganas de comer.

Yo no quiero calor de invernadero;
yo no quiero besar tu cicatriz;
yo no quiero Madrid con aguacero
ni Rosario sin ti.

No me esperes a las doce en el juzgado;
no me digas "volvamos a empezar";
yo no quiero ni libre ni ocupado,
ni carne ni pecado,
ni orgullo ni piedad.

Yo no quiero saber por qué lo hiciste;
yo no quiero contigo ni sin ti;
lo que yo quiero, muchach[a] de ojos tristes,
es que mueras por mí.

Y morirme contigo si te matas
y matarme contigo si te mueres
porque el amor cuando no muere mata
porque amores que matan nunca mueren.

Y morirme contigo si te matas
y matarme contigo si te mueres
porque el amor cuando no muere mata
porque amores que matan nunca mueren.

· Contigo · Joaquín Sabina junto a Fito Paéz

working class hero




As soon as you're born they make you feel small
By giving you no time instead of it all
Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all

A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

They hurt you at home and they hit you at school
They hate you if you're clever and they despise a fool
Till you're so fucking crazy you can't follow their rules

A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

When they've tortured and scared you for twenty odd years
Then they expect you to pick a career
When you can't really function you're so full of fear

A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

Keep you doped with religion and sex and TV
And you think you're so clever and class less and free
But you're still fucking peasants as far as I can see

A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

There's room at the top they are telling you still
But first you must learn how to smile as you kill
If you want to be like the folks on the hill

A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

If you want to be a hero well just follow me
If you want to be a hero well just follow me

· Working class hero · John Lennon

my beard grew down to the floor and out through the doors




And everything is going to the beat
And everything is going to the beat
And everything is going

And you said, it was like fire around the brim
Burning solid, burning thin the burning rim
Like stars burning holes right through the dark
Flicking fire like saltwater into my eyes
You were one inch from the edge of this bed
I dragged you back a sleepyhead, sleepyhead

They couldn't think of something to say the day you burst
With all their lions, with all their might and all their thirst
They crowd your bedroom like some thoughts wearing thin
Against the walls, against your rules, against your skin
My beard grew down to the floor and out through the doors
Of your eyes, begonia skies like a sleepyhead, sleepyhead

· Sleepy head · Passion Pit

...you silly clown




Come and open up your folding chair next to me
My feet are buried in the sand and there’s a breeze
There’s a shadow, you can’t see my eyes
And the sea is just a wetter version of the skies

Let’s get a silver bullet trailer and have a baby boy
I’ll safety-pin his clothes all cool and you’ll grafitti up his toys
I’ve got a perfect body, though sometimes I forget
I’ve got a perfect body cause my eyelashes catch my sweat
Yes, they do, they do…

Now i’ve been sitting on this abandoned beach for years
Waiting for the salty water to cover up my ears
But every time the tide come in to take me home
I get scared, and I’m sitting here alone
Dreaming of the dolphin song…

Maybe one day you will understand
I don’t want nothing from you but to sweetly hold your hand
Til' that day just please don’t be so down
Don’t make frowns, you silly clown

Just come and open up your folding chair next to me
My feet are buried in the sand and there’s a breeze
There’s a shadow, you can’t see my eyes
And the sea is just a wetter version of the skies

There’s a shadow, you can’t see my eyes…

· Folding chair · Regina Spektor

Can't you see me reaching for the lifeline?




Life is much too short to sit and wonder
Who's gonna make the next move and will slowly pull you under when you've always got something to prove?

I don't want to wait a lifetime
Yours or mine, yours or mine
Can't you see me reaching for the lifeline?
Your lifeline, your lifeline
The lifeline, your lifeline

You say that I misheard you but I think you misspoke
I hear you laugh so loudly while I patiently await the joke

I could hold out for a lifetime
Yours or mine, yours or mine
Can't you see me reaching for the lifeline?
Your lifeline, your lifeline, the lifeline
Your life...

It's a crime with only victims
We're all laid out in a row
It's hardest to listen to what we already should know

I don't want to waist a lifetime
Not yours, not mine
Can't you see me reaching for the lifeline?
Your lifeline, the lifeline
Your lifeline, your lifeline
The lifeline, your life... your life... line.

· Lifeline (San Remo 2008) · Ben Harper (feat. Jovanotti)

Io lo so che non sono solo anche quando sono solo




Io lo so che non sono solo
anche quando sono solo
io lo so che non sono solo
io lo so che non sono solo
anche quando sono solo

sotto un cielo di stelle e di satelliti
tra i colpevoli le vittime e i superstiti
un cane abbaia alla luna
un uomo guarda la sua mano
sembra quella di suo padre
quando da bambino
lo prendeva come niente e lo sollevava su
era bello il panorama visto dall'alto
si gettava sulle cose prima del pensiero
la sua mano era piccina ma afferrava il mondo intero
ora la città è un film straniero senza sottotitoli
le scale da salire sono scivoli, scivoli, scivoli
il ghiaccio sulle cose
la tele dice che le strade son pericolose
ma l'unico pericolo che sento veramente
è quello di non riuscire più a sentire niente
il profumo dei fiori l'odore della città
il suono dei motorini il sapore della pizza
le lacrime di una mamma le idee di uno studente
gli incroci possibili in una piazza
di stare con le antenne alzate verso il cielo
io lo so che non sono solo

io lo so che non sono solo
anche quando sono solo
io lo so che non sono solo
e rido e piango e mi fondo con il cielo e con il fango
io lo so che non sono solo
anche quando sono solo
io lo so che non sono solo
e rido e piango e mi fondo con il cielo e con il fango

la città un film straniero senza sottotitoli
una pentola che cuoce pezzi di dialoghi
come stai quanto costa che ore sono
che succede che si dice chi ci crede
e allora ci si vede
ci si sente soli dalla parte del bersaglio
e diventi un appestato quando fai uno sbaglio
un cartello di sei metri dice tutto è intorno a te
ma ti guardi intorno e invece non c'è niente
un mondo vecchio che sta insieme solo grazie a quelli che
hanno ancora il coraggio di innamorarsi
e una musica che pompa sangue nelle vene
e che fa venire voglia di svegliarsi e di alzarsi
smettere di lamentarsi
che l'unico pericolo che senti veramente
è quello di non riuscire più a sentire niente
di non riuscire più a sentire niente
il battito di un cuore dentro al petto
la passione che fa crescere un progetto
l'appetito la sete l'evoluzione in atto
l'energia che si scatena in un contatto

io lo so che non sono solo
anche quando sono solo
io lo so che non sono solo
e rido e piango e mi fondo con il cielo e con il fango
io lo so che non sono solo
anche quando sono solo
io lo so che nn sono solo
e rido e piango e mi fondo con il cielo e con il fango

e mi fondo con il cielo e con il fango

e mi fondo con il cielo e con il fango

e mi fondo con il cielo e con il fango

· Fango (San Remo 2008) · Lorenzo Cherubini "Jovanotti" (feat. Ben Harper)

Don't you wanna just curve away when it's such a perfect day?


They were sitting,
They were sitting in the strawberry swing
Every moment was so precious

They were sitting,
They were talking in the strawberry swing
And everybody was for fighting
Wouldn't wanna waste a thing

Cold, cold water
Bring me 'round
Now my feet won't touch the ground

Cold, cold water
What you say?
It's such,
It's such a perfect day
It's such a perfect day

I remember
We were walking up to strawberry swing
I can't wait 'til the morning
Wouldn't wanna change a thing

People moving all the time
Inside a perfectly straight line
Don't you wanna just curve away
When it's such,
It's such a perfect day
It's such a perfect day

Ahhhh....

Now the sky could be blue, I don't mind
Without you it's a waste of time
Could be blue, I don't mind
Without you it's a waste of time

The sky could be blue, could be gray
Without you I just slide away
The sky could be blue, I don't mind
Without you it's a waste of time

· Strawberry swing · Coldplay
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[video directed by SHYNOLA]

If I only knew your name, I'd go from door to door




If I only knew your name
I’d go from door to door
Searching all the crowded streets
For the place that I once saw

If I only knew your name
I’d go from door to door
Tell me have you seen the girl
I’ve met just once before

One night of love
Nothing more nothing less
One night of love
To put my head in a mess
Is that you on the bus?
Is that you on the train?
You wrote your number on my hand
And it came off in the rain

One night of love
Nothing more nothing less
One night of love
Has left my bed in a mess
Is that you on the bus?
Is that you on the train?
You wrote your number on my hand
And it came off in the rain

If I only knew your name
I’d go from door to door
Searching all the crowded streets
For the place that I once saw

If I only knew your name
I’d go from door to door
Tell me have you seen the girl
I’ve met just once before

Woah-Oh-Oh

Young Love
Never seems to last
Far too young
Until they have a past
Playing games
People move so fast
You don’t need eyes to see
If someone's got a heart of glass

Young Love
Never seems to last
Far too young
Until they have a past
One night of love
Nothing more nothing less
One night of love
Has left my heart in a mess

If I only knew your name
I’d go from door to door
Searching all the crowded streets
For the place that I once saw
If I only knew your name
I’d go from door to door

Tell me have you seen the boy
I’ve met just once before

Woah-Oh-Oh

· Young Love · Mistery Jets (feat. Laura Marling)

If I see you in my mind, I'll say to you it's not your fault




You put a note in my pocket
Said “be good to yourself” and that was all
Life being what it is
We all dream of revenge
Open your eyes for a second
Just to roll them at me

I stared straight into the sun
Something to concentrate on

Oooo oooo

And if you turn it on you’d find
I’ve written you a thousand times
You would do anything
You’d give up everything for
God knows why

I just can’t stay till your gone
I won’t wish you well
I won’t see you off
I won’t try to call, if I see you in my mind
I'll say to you it’s not your fault

You said I’ll see you in September
But that’s not long enough for me
You put a note in my pocket
So it would take care of me
But that was all

· Life being what it is · Kaki King