Recién cuando bajé las escaleras imaginé que estaba en suecia que en realidad era amsterdam, con medias de lana y todo. y los relojes del tiempo se cruzaron en ese instante donde daba lo mismo si fuera allá o acá porque era en ese mismo momento más real que nada, más certero que sentir que existimos.
Como los relojes, el tiempo ha enloquecido como por arte de magia. Reloj no marques las horas. Que estoy muriendo.
CLOCKS - COLDPLAY
Lights go out and I can’t be saved
Tides that I tried to swim against
Brought me down upon my knees
Oh I beg, I beg and plead
Singin’, come out if things aren’t said
Shoot an apple off my head
And a, trouble that can’t be named
Tigers waitin’ to be tamed
Singing, yooooooooooooo ohhhhhh
Yoooooooooooo ohhhhhh
Confusion never stops
Closing walls and ticking clocks
Gonna, come back and take you home
I could not stop that you now know
Singin’, come out upon my seas
Curse missed opportunities
Am I, a part of the cure
Or am I part of the disease
Singin’, yoooooooooooo ohhhhhh
Yooooooooooooo ohhhhhh
Yooooooooooooo ohhhhhh
Yooooooooooooo ohhhhhh
Yooooooooooooo ohhhhhh
Yooooooooooooo ohhhhhh
Oh nothing else compares
Oh nothing else compares
And nothing else compares
Yooooooooooooo ohhhhhh
Yooooooooooooo ohhhhhh
Home, home, where I wanted to go
Home, home, where I wanted to go
Home, home, where I wanted to go
Home, home, where I wanted to go
AMSTERDAM - COLDPLAY
Come on, my star is fading
And I swerve out of control
If i, if I’d only waited
I’d not be stuck here in this hole
Come here my star is fading
And I swerve out of control
And I swear I waited and waited
I’ve got to get out of this hole
But time is on your side
Its on your side now
Not pushing you down and all around
It’s no cause for concern
Come on, oh my star is fading
And I see no chance of release
And I know I’m dead on the surface
But I am screaming underneath
And time is on your side
Its on your side now
Not pushing you down
And all around, no
It’s no cause for concern
Stuck on the end of this ball and chain
And I’m on my way back down again
Stood on a bridge, tied to the noose
Sick to the stomach
You can say what you mean
But it won’t change a thing
I’m sick of the secrets
Stood on the edge, tied to a noose
You came along and you cut me loose
You came along and you cut me loose
You came along and you cut me loose.
Hoy nos iremos a las tierras a través de walk to the water walk with me de la mano de Bono. y otros abonos irisheseyes. One love, se irrita y se pelea con su compatriota y conviviente de entonces. but, it´s not the same. I don´t care now. La voluntad de y la voluntad de no de. La decisión iridiscente de la otra visión. Faraway so close.
Recién cuando bajé las escaleras imaginé que estaba en suecia que en realidad era amsterdam, con medias de lana y todo. y los relojes del tiempo se cruzaron en ese instante donde daba lo mismo si fuera allá o acá porque era en ese mismo momento más real que nada, más certero que sentir que existimos. Pero luego sonó el teléfono y recordé nuevamente, tenemos que volver a la realidad, cuando eso que nos pertenece o eso que somos ya generó otras dispares flechas que van y vienen continuamente y tienen que ver con el azar de nuestro mundo y de nuestra realidad.
decir si
decir todo a la vez no se puede.
establecer nuestras propias fronteras, nuestras limitaciones. y nuestros límites. y respetarlos. Poner punto y aparte; el incómodo sui generis punto y coma; y la coma. ¿Y por qué no se me ocurrió el punto y seguido? Así se hila el pensamiento.
Son sólo juegos mentales, los que jugamos a través de las palabras. Privacidad no se comparte. Sólo barreras mentales. Preservar es también proteger lo que tenemos de autóctono en nuestras reservas naturales, millones de ecosistemas unidos en un mismo lugar. Tal vez el amor se trata de protegernos, sin escondernos pero sin invadir la protección del otro.
Entre toda esta repetición y amplificación de la introducción original, se había colado una canción, que tenía nombre de ciudad. Esa ciudad que fue un puerto pesquero en sus orígenes, de parla nerdlandesa y que albergó un país curioso de plumas verdes, con una ciudad, si las hay que las haya. La cuestión es que me prometo a mi misma visitar esa ciudad que quise visitar la primera vez que se me instaló en la cabeza esa idea curiosa. Volveré y seré millones. Luego no sé si contigo o sin ti. Pero conmigo si. Y que sea lo que hagamos que sea. Sin más vueltas que la propia determinación del deseo humano. Lo más difícil sea deshechar aquella única posibilidad como universal implacable. Lo siniestro real. Esa cosa que se mueve y no podemos acabar de nombrar. Lamento, pero las palabras resulten demasiado lacayas. Y canallas.
HOLD ON - SARAH MACLAGHAN
Hold on
Hold on to yourself
for this is gonna hurt like hell
Hold on
Hold on to yourself
you know that only time will tell
What is it in me that refuses to believe
this isn't easier than the real thing
My love
you know that you're my best friend
you know I'd do anything for you
my love
let nothing come between us
my love for you is strong and true
Am I in heaven here or am I...
at the crossroads I am standing
So now you're sleeping peaceful
I lie awake and pray
that you'll be strong tomorrow and we'll
see another day and we will praise it
and love the light that brings a smile
across your face
Oh god if you're out there won't you hear me
I know that we've never talked before
oh god the man I love is leaving
won't you take him when he comes to your door
Am I in heaven here or am I in hell
at the crossroads I am standing
So now you're sleeping peaceful
I lie awake and pray
that you'll be strong tomorrow and we'll
see another day and we will praise it
and love the light that brings a smile
across your face...
Hold on
hold on to yourself
for this is gonna hurt like hell
EMOTIONAL RESCUE - ROLLING STONES
Nothing I can do
To change your mind
Im so in love with you
Youre too deep in
You cant get out
Youre just a poor girl in a rich mans house
Yeah, baby, Im crying over you
Dont you know promises were never made to keep?
Just like the night, dissolve in sleep
Ill be your savior, steadfast and true
Ill come to your emotional rescue
Ill come to your emotional rescue
Yeah, the other night, crying
Crying baby, yeah Im crying
Yeah Im like a child baby
Im like a child baby
Child yeah, Im like a child, like a child
Like a child
You think youre one of a special breed
You think that youre his pet pekinese
Ill be your savior, steadfast and true
Ill come to your emotional rescue
Ill come to your emotional rescue
I was dreaming last night
Last night I was dreaming
How youd be mine, but I was crying
Like a child, yeah, I was crying
Crying like a child
You will be mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, all mine
You could be mine, could be mine
Be mine, all mine
I come to you, so silent in the night
So stealthy, so animal quiet
Ill be your savior, steadfast and true
Ill come to your emotional rescue
Ill come to your emotional rescue
Yeah, you should be mine, mine, whew
Yes, you could be mine
Tonight and every night
I will be your knight in shining armour
Coming to your emotional rescue
You will be mine, you will be mine, all mine
You will be mine, you will be mine, all mine
I will be your knight in shining armour
Riding across the desert with a fine arab charger
SUNDAY BLOODY SUNDAY - U2
I cant believe the news today
Oh, I cant close my eyes and make it go away
How long...
How long must we sing this song?
How long? how long...
cause tonight...we can be as one
Tonight...
Broken bottles under childrens feet
Bodies strewn across the dead end street
But I wont heed the battle call
It puts my back up
Puts my back up against the wall
Sunday, bloody sunday
Sunday, bloody sunday
Sunday, bloody sunday (sunday bloody sunday...)
(allright lets go!)
And the battles just begun
Theres many lost, but tell me who has won
The trench is dug within our hearts
And mothers, children, brothers, sisters torn apart
Sunday, bloody sunday
Sunday, bloody sunday
How long...
How long must we sing this song?
How long? how long...
cause tonight...we can be as one
Tonight...
Tonight...
Sunday, bloody sunday (tonight)
Tonight
Sunday, bloody sunday (tonight)
(come get some!)
Wipe the tears from your eyes
Wipe your tears away
Wipe your tears away
I wipe your tears away
(sunday, bloody sunday)
I wipe your blood shot eyes
(sunday, bloody sunday)
Sunday, bloody sunday (sunday, bloody sunday)
Sunday, bloody sunday (sunday, bloody sunday)
(here I come!)
And its true we are immune
When fact is fiction and tv reality
And today the millions cry
We eat and drink while tomorrow they die
The real battle yet begun (sunday, bloody sunday)
To claim the victory jesus won (sunday, bloody sunday)
On...
Sunday bloody sunday
Sunday bloody sunday...
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