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sábado, 2 de junio de 2007

domingo, 20 de mayo de 2007

86. Te voy a hacer una foto



Joy Division
Shadowplay

To the centre of the city where all roads meet, waiting for you,
To the depths of the ocean where all hopes sank, searching for you,
I was moving through the silence without motion, waiting for you,
In a room with a window in the corner I found truth.

In the shadowplay, acting out your own death, knowing no more,
As the assassins all grouped in four lines, dancing on the floor,
And with cold streel, odour on their bodies mad a move to connect,
But I could only stare in disbelief as the crowds all left.

I did everything, everything I wanted to,
I let them use you for their own ends,
To the centre of the city in the night, waiting for you.
To the centre of the city in the night, waiting for you.

viernes, 13 de abril de 2007

61. Cuando todo se vuelva gris sonará... y sonó



Susanna & The Magical Orchestra (Original Joy Division)
Love Will Tear Us Apart

When the routine bites hard
and ambitions are low
And the resentment rides high
but emotions won't grow
And we're changing our ways,
taking different roads
Then love, love will tear us apart again

Why is the bedroom so cold
Turned away on your side?
Is my timing that flawed,
our respect run so dry?
Yet there's still this appeal
That we've kept through our lives
Love, love will tear us apart again

Do you cry out in your sleep
All my failings exposed
Get a taste in my mouth
As desperation takes hold
Is it something so good
Just can't function no more?
When love, love will tear us apart again

sábado, 27 de enero de 2007

11. Desorden



Joy Division
Disorder

I've been waiting for a guide to come and take me by the hand.
Could these sensations make me feel the pleasures of a normal man.
New sensations bear the innocence, leave them for another day.
I've got the spirit, lose the feeling, take the shock away.

It's getting faster, moving faster now, it's getting out of hand.
On the tenth floor, down the backstairs into no man's land.
Lights are flashing, cars are crashing, getting frequent now.
I've got the spirit, lose the feeling, let it out somehow.

What means to you, what means to me, and we will meet again.
I'm watching you, I watch it all, I take no pity from your friends.
Who is right and who can tell and who gives a damn right now.
Until the spirit, new sensation takes hold, then you know.
I've got the spirit, but lose the feeling.
Feeling.