martes, 27 de marzo de 2007

New Order - Thieves Like Us / The Perfect Kiss

Thieves Like Us
.
I've watched your face for a long time
It's always the same
I've studied the cracks and the wrinkles
You were always so vain
Well, now you live your life like a shadow
In the pouring rain
.
Oh, it's called love
Yes, it's called love
Oh, it's called love
And it belongs to us
Oh, it dies so quickly
It grows so slowly
But when it dies, it dies for good
It's called love
And it belongs to everyone but us
.
I've lived my life in the valleys
I've lived my life on the hills
I've lived my life on alcohol
I've lived my life on pills
.
But it's called love
And it belongs to us
It's called love
And it's the only thing that's worth living for
It's called love
And it belongs to us
It's called love
Yes it's called love
.
Oh, love is found in the east and west
But when love is at home, it's the best
Love is the cure for every evil
Love is the air that supports the eagle
.
It's called love
And it's so un-cool
It's called love
And somehow it's become unmentionable
It's called love
And it belongs to every one of us
It's called love
And it cuts your life like a broken knife
.
.
The Perfect Kiss
.
I stood there beside myself,
Thinking hard about the weather
Then came by a friend of mine
Suggested we go out together
Then I knew it from the start:
This friend of mine would fall apart
Pretending not to see his guilt,
I said "let's go out and have some fun"
I know, you know, you believe in a land of love
I know, you know, we believe in a land of love
.
I have always thought about
Staying here and going out
Tonight I should have stayed at home,
Playing with my pleasure zone
He has always been so strange,
I'd often thought he was deranged
Pretending not to see his gun,
I said "let's go out and have some fun"
I know, you know, we believe in a land of love
I know, you know, we believe in a land of love
.
When you are alone at night
You search yourself for all the things
That you believe are right
If you give it all away
You throw away your only chance to be here today
Then a fight breaks out on your street
You lose another broken heart in a land of meat
My friend, he took his final breath
Now I know the perfect kiss is the kiss of death

viernes, 23 de marzo de 2007

John Lennon - (Just like) Starting Over


Our life together is so precious together
We have grown, we have grown
Although our love is still special
Let's take a chance and fly away somewhere alone

It's been too long since we took the time
No-one's to blame, I know time flies so quickly
But when I see you darling
It's like we both are falling in love again
It'll be just like starting over, starting over

Everyday we used to make it love
Why can't we be making love nice and easy
It's time to spread our wings and fly
Don't let another day go by my love
It'll be just like starting over, starting over

Why don't we take off alone
Take a trip somewhere far, far away
We'll be together all alone again
Like we used to in the early days
Well, well, well darling

It's been too long since we took the time
No-one's to blame, I know time flies so quickly
But when I see you darling
It's like we both are falling in love again
It'll be just like starting over, starting over

Our life together is so precious together
We have grown, we have grown
Although our love is still special
Let's take a chance and fly away somewhere

Starting over

lunes, 19 de marzo de 2007

Pink Floyd - Us and them

Us, and them
And after all we're only ordinary men.
Me, and you.
God only knows it's not what we would choose to do.
Forward he cried from the rear
and the front rank died.
And the general sat and the lines on the map
moved from side to side.

Black and blue
And who knows which is which and who is who.
Up and down.
But in the end it's only round and round.
Haven't you heard it's a battle of words
The poster bearer cried.
Listen son, said the man with the gun
There's room for you inside.

Down and out
It can't be helped but there's a lot of it about.
With, without.
And who'll deny it's what the fighting's all about?
Out of the way, it's a busy day
I've got things on my mind.
For the want of the price of tea and a slice
The old man died.

jueves, 15 de marzo de 2007

Bob Dylan - My Back Pages

Crimson flames tied through my ears
Rollin' high and mighty traps
Pounced with fire on flaming roads
Using ideas as my maps
"We'll meet on edges, soon," said I
Proud 'neath heated brow.
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.

Half-wracked prejudice leaped forth
"Rip down all hate," I screamed
Lies that life is black and white
Spoke from my skull. I dreamed
Romantic facts of musketeers
Foundationed deep, somehow.
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.

Girls' faces formed the forward path
From phony jealousy
To memorizing politics
Of ancient history
Flung down by corpse evangelists
Unthought of, though, somehow.
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.

A self-ordained professor's tongue
Too serious to fool
Spouted out that liberty
Is just equality in school
"Equality," I spoke the word
As if a wedding vow.
Ah, but I was so much older then,
younger than that now.

In a soldier's stance, I aimed my hand
At the mongrel dogs who teach
Fearing not that I'd become my enemy
In the instant that I preach
My pathway led by confusion boats
Mutiny from stern to bow.
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.

Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats
Too noble to neglect
Deceived me into thinking
I had something to protect
Good and bad, I define these terms
Quite clear, no doubt, somehow.
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.

lunes, 12 de marzo de 2007

Traducción

Dando lugar al pedido de Pitucardi, mi traducción de las letras que estén en inglés se hallará entre los comments.

jueves, 8 de marzo de 2007

The Smiths - The boy with the thorn in his side

The boy with the thorn in his side
behind the hatred there lies
a murderous desire
for love

How can they look into my eyes
and still they don't believe me?
How can they hear me say those words
and still they don't believe me?
And if they don't believe me now
will they ever believe me?
And if they don't believe me now
will they ever will they ever believe me?

The boy with the thorn in his side
behind the hatred there lies
a plundering desire
for love

How can they see the Love in our eyes
and still they don't believe us?
And after all this time
they don't want to believe us
and if they don't believe us now
will they ever believe us?
And when you want to Live
how do you start?
Where do you go?
Who do you need to know?

martes, 6 de marzo de 2007

The Beatles - There's a place

There is a place
where I can go
when I feel low,
when I feel blue.

And it's my mind,
and there's no time
when I'm alone.

I think of you,
and things you do
go 'round my head,
the things you said.
Like "I love
only you."

In my mind there's no sorrow,
Don't you know that it's so?
There'll be no sad tomorrow,
Don't you know that it's so?

There is a place
where I can go
when I feel low,
when I feel blue.

And it's my mind,
and there's no time
when I'm alone.

There's a place...

Re Sostenido

Este es un pequeño infrablog vergonzante.
¿Por qué vergonzante?
Porque aquí voy a desarrollar un placer culpable: transcribir letras de canciones o pedazos de las mismas que sean significativas para mí por h o por b, y que tal vez representen algo que me sucede o sucedió. Sin más que eso. No pretendo que las lean. No pretendo nada.

Es sólo para sacarme las ganas.