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jajajaja, verguenza me da ponerlo en español :$

bueno ahi va, también de nine inch nails, jajajajaja, q corte...

closer
you let me violate you. you let me desecrate you
you let me penetrate you.
you let me complicate you

help me i broke apart my insides.
help me ive got no soul to sell

help me the only thing that works for me.
help me get away from myself

i want to fuck you like an animal
i want to feel you from the inside

i want to fuck you like an animal
my whole existence is flawed
you get me closer to god
you can have my isolation.
you can have the hate that it brings

you can have my absence of faith. you can have my everything
help me you tear down my reason. help me its your sex i can smell
help me you make me perfect. help me become somebody else

i want to fuck you like an animal
i want to feel you from the inside
i want to fuck you like an animal
my whole existence is flawed
you get me closer to god

through every forest, above the trees
within my stomach. scraped off my knees
i drink the honey inside your hive
you are the reason i stay alive


ya está... por si pensabas que no era capaz de ponértela, ahí la llevas.
Por cierto la versión con la canción del Mario mola mucho

este hilo está repe ^^


la mía es:


Audioslave - What you Are

And when you wanted me,
I came to you.
And when you wanted someone else,
I withdrew.
And when you asked for light,
I set myself on fire.
And if I go far away,
I know you'll find another slave.

Now I'm free
from what you want.
Now I'm free
from what you need.
Now I'm free
from what you are.

And when you wanted blood,
I cut my veins.
And when you wanted love,
I bled myself again.
Now that I've had my fill of you,
I'd give you up forever.
And here i go far away,
I know you,
you'll find another slave.

Now I'm free
from what you want.
Now I'm free
from what you need.
Now I'm free
from what you are.

Then a vision came to me
when you came along.
I gave you everything but then
you wanted more.

Now I'm free
from what you want.
Now I'm free
from what you need.
Now I'm free
from what you are.

Now that I'm free
from what you want.
Now that I'm free
from what you need.
Now that I'm free
from what you are.

DIRE STRAITS - INDUSTRIAL DISEASE

Warning lights are flashing down at quality control
Somebody threw a spanner and they threw him in the hole
There’s rumors in the loading bay and anger in the town
Somebody blew the whistle and the walls came down
There’s a meeting in the boardroom they’re trying to trace the smell
There’s leaking in the washroom there’s a sneak in personnel
Somewhere in the corridors someone was heard to sneeze
’goodness me could this be industrial disease?

The caretaker was crucified for sleeping at his post
They’re refusing to be pacified it’s him they blame the most
The watchdog’s got rabies the foreman’s got fleas
And everyone’s concerned about industrial disease
There’s panic on the switchboard tongues are ties in knots
Some come out in sympathy some come out in spots
Some blame the management some the employees
And everybody knows it’s the industrial disease

The work force is disgusted downs tools and walks
Innocence is injured experience just talks
Everyone seeks damages and everyone agrees
That these are ’classic symptoms of a monetary squeeze’
On itv and bbc they talk about the curse
Philosophy is useless theology is worse
History boils over there’s an economics freeze
Sociologists invent words that mean ’industrial disease’

Doctor parkinson declared ’I’m not surprised to see you here
You’ve got smokers cough from smoking, brewer’s droop from drinking beer
I don’t know how you came to get the betty davis knees
But worst of all young man you’ve got industrial disease’
He wrote me a prescription he said ’you are depressed
But I’m glad you came to see me to get this off your chest
Come back and see me later - next patient please
Send in another victim of industrial disease’

I go down to speaker’s corner I’m thunderstruck
They got free speech, tourists, police in trucks
Two men say they’re jesus one of them must be wrong
There’s a protest singer singing a protest song - he says
’they wanna have a war to keep us on our knees
They wanna have a war to keep their factories
They wanna have a war to stop us buying japanese
They wanna have a war to stop industrial disease
They’re pointing out the enemy to keep you deaf and blind
They wanna sap your energy incarcerate your mind
They give you rule brittania, gassy beer, page three
Two weeks in espana and sunday striptease’
Meanwhile the first jesus says ’I’d cure it soon
Abolish monday mornings and friday afternoons’
The other one’s on a hunger strike he’s dying by degrees
How come jesus gets industrial disease

La mia:

OASIS - Wonderwall

Today is gonna be the day
That they're gonna throw it back to you
By now you should've somehow
Realized what you gotta do
I don't believe that anybody
Feels the way I do about you now

Backbeat, the word is on the street
That the fire in your heart is out
I'm sure you've heard it all before
But you never really had a doubt
I don't believe that anybody feels
The way I do about you now

And all the roads we have to walk are winding
And all the lights that lead us there are blinding
There are many things that I would
Like to say to you
But I don't know how

Because maybe
You're gonna be the one that saves me
And after all
You're my wonderwall

Today was gonna be the day
But they'll never throw it back to you
By now you should've somehow
Realized what you're not to do
I don't believe that anybody
Feels the way I do
About you now

And all the roads that lead you there were winding
And all the lights that light the way are blinding
There are many things that I would like to say to you
But I don't know how

I said maybe
You're gonna be the one that saves me
And after all
You're my wonderwall

I said maybe
You're gonna be the one that saves me
And after all
You're my wonderwall

I said maybe
You're gonna be the one that saves me
And after all
You're my wonderwall

I said maybe
You're gonna be the one that saves me
You're gonna be the one that saves me
You're gonna be the one that saves me


Como no?

LUP1N escribió:La mia:

OASIS - Wonderwall

Today is gonna be the day
That they're gonna throw it back to you
By now you should've somehow
Realized what you gotta do
I don't believe that anybody
Feels the way I do about you now

Backbeat, the word is on the street
That the fire in your heart is out
I'm sure you've heard it all before
But you never really had a doubt
I don't believe that anybody feels
The way I do about you now

And all the roads we have to walk are winding
And all the lights that lead us there are blinding
There are many things that I would
Like to say to you
But I don't know how

Because maybe
You're gonna be the one that saves me
And after all
You're my wonderwall

Today was gonna be the day
But they'll never throw it back to you
By now you should've somehow
Realized what you're not to do
I don't believe that anybody
Feels the way I do
About you now

And all the roads that lead you there were winding
And all the lights that light the way are blinding
There are many things that I would like to say to you
But I don't know how

I said maybe
You're gonna be the one that saves me
And after all
You're my wonderwall

I said maybe
You're gonna be the one that saves me
And after all
You're my wonderwall

I said maybe
You're gonna be the one that saves me
And after all
You're my wonderwall

I said maybe
You're gonna be the one that saves me
You're gonna be the one that saves me
You're gonna be the one that saves me


Como no?

Tremenda la letra, casi tanto como el resto de la canción.

Marilyn Manson - Irresponsable Hate Anthem

I am so all-american, I'd sell you suicide
I am totalitarian, I've got abortions in my eyes
I hate the hater, I'd rape the raper
I am the animal who will not be himself
fuck it
Hey victim, should I black your eyes again?
Hey victim,
you were the one who put the stick in my hand
I am the ism, my hate's a prism
let's just kill everyone and let your god sort them out
fuck it
Everybody's someone else's nigger/I know you are so am I
I wasn't born with enough middle fingers/
I don't need to choose a side
I better, better, better, better not say this
better, better, better, better not tell
I hate the hater, I'd rape the raper
I am the idiot who will not be himself
fuck it

yodado escribió:
Tremenda la letra, casi tanto como el resto de la canción.

¿Como que casi? Si es grandiosa ! xDD

LUP1N escribió::O ¿Como que casi? Si es grandiosa ! xDD

La música más

The_Blind escribió:La música más

Cierto

Red Hot Chili Peppers

Under the bridge

Sometimes I feel
Like I don't have a partner
Sometimes I feel
Like my only friend
Is the city I live in
The city of angels
Lonely as I am
Together we cry

I drive on her streets
'Cause she's my companion
I walk through her hills
'Cause she knows who I am
She sees my good deeds
And she kisses me windy
I never worry
Now that is a lie

I don't ever want to feel
Like I did that day
Take me to the place I love
Take me all the way

It's hard to believe
That there's nobody out there
It's hard to believe
That I'm all alone
At least I have her love
The city she loves me
Lonely as I am
Together we cry

I don't ever want to feel
Like I did that day
Take me to the place I love
Take me all that way

Under the bridge downtown
Is where I drew some blood
Under the bridge downtown
I could not get enough
Under the bridge downtown
Forgot about my love
Under the bridge downtown
I gave my life away


Todavia recuerdo el momento en que la tocaron en el concierto

Ahi va al mia :


MEGADETH - A Tout Le Monde

Don't remember where I was
I realized life was a game
The more seriously I took things
The harder the rules became
I had no idea what it'd cost
My life passed before my eyes
I found out how little I accomplished
All my plans denied

So as you read this know my friends
I'd love to stay with you all
Please smile when you think of me
My body's gone that's all

A tout le monde [To all the world]
A tout mes amis [To all my friends]
Je vous aime [I love you]
Je dois partir [I have to leave]
These are the last words
I'll ever speak
And they'll set me free

If my heart was still alive
I know it would surely break
And my memories left with you
There's nothing more to say
Moving on is a simple thing
What it leaves behind is hard
You know the sleeping feel no more pain
And the living are scarred

A tout le monde [To all the world]
A tout mes amis [To all my friends]
Je vous aime [I love you]
Je dois partir [I have to leave]
These are the last words
I'll ever speak
And they'll set me free

So as you read this know my friends
I'd love to stay with you all
Please smile when you think of me
My body's gone that's all

[2x]
A tout le monde [To all the world]
A tout mes amis [To all my friends]
Je vous aime [I love you]
Je dois partir [I have to leave]
These are the last words
I'll ever speak
And they'll set me free

rammsteingirl escribió:Red Hot Chili Peppers

Under the bridge

[...]

Todavia recuerdo el momento en que la topcaron en el concierto

See the stone set in your eyes
See the thorn twist in your side.
I wait for you.
Sleight of hand and twist of fate
On a bed of nails she makes me wait
And I wait without you

With or without you
With or without you.

Through the storm, we reach the shore
You gave it all but I want more
And I'm waiting for you

With or without you
With or without you.
I can't live with or without you.

And you give yourself away
And you give yourself away
And you give, and you give
And you give yourself away.

My hands are tied, my body bruised
She got me with nothing to win
And nothing left to lose.

And you give yourself away
And you give yourself away
And you give, and you give
And you give yourself away.

With or without you
With or without you
I can't live
With or without you.

With or without you
With or without you
I can't live
With or without you
With or without you.

-------------------------------------------

Supongo que el título de la canción y el intérprete son de sobra conocidos.

EDITO...

A lo mejor parece una letra muy simple pero es que para expresar el sentimiento que quería el grupo bastaban pocas palabras precisamente. Por no decir que la música es el 80% del tema.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sL-76eKL8ps&search=with%20or%20without%20you

Raikoh escribió:Te dejaré hundida
Te dejaré herida

i will let you down
i will make you hurt

let down= decepcionar

te decepcionaré
te heriré (o te haré daño o te dejaré herida si quieres xD)

un saludo

Una que siempre me ha emocionado mucho:

Drowning man de U2:



La música no es gran cosa durante la mayor parte de la canción, pero el final con violines...

George Michael - Amazing

I was mixed up when you came to me
Too broke to fix
Said 'daddy get you gone, I'm missing my baby'
Still missing my baby

I was stitched up by the hands of fate
Said how you gonna make it on your own
If luck is a lady?
Maybe luck is a lady

I was going down for the third time
My heart was broken, I was not open to your suggestions
I had so many questions
That you just kissed away

Tell me, I guess that cupid was in disguise
The day you walked in and changed my life
I think it's amazing,
The way that love can set you free

So now I walk in the midday sun
I never thought that my saviour would come
I think it's amazing
I think it's amazing

I think you are amazing

You tried to save me from myself
Said 'Darling, kiss as many as you want!
My love's still available
And I know you're insatiable'

We're like victims of the same disease
Look at your Big Bad Daddy, and your mom
And your mom...was always acting crazy

I was going down for the third time
My heart was broken, I thought that
loving you was out of the question
Then I saw my reflection
Saying please don't let this go

Tell me, I guess that cupid was in disguise
The day you walked in and changed my life
I think it's amazing,
The way that love can set you free

So now I walk in the midday sun
I never thought that my saviour would come
I think it's amazing
I think you're amazing

Celebrate the love of the one you're with

Celebrate, this life with you baby
I think you should celebrate yeah
Don't put your love in chains baby
No no, walk in the midday sun
I thought I was dreaming
I think it's amazing
I think you're amazing

I said celebrate the loce of the one you're with

As this life gets colder
And the devil inside
Tells you to give up

Pues no creo que tenga una "letra que me identifique" pues puede ir variando pero vamos actualmente una que me gusta mucho es este temazo de los gamma ray...: Heaven can wait

The_Blind escribió:

Ya ves, y la de tu firma no está nada mal eh??

Ahora, mi canción favorita:

Sonne- Rammstein

Eins, zwei, drei, vier, fünf, sechs, sieben, acht, neun, aus

Alle warten auf das Licht
fürchtet euch fürchtet euch nicht
die Sonne scheint mir aus den Augen
sie wird heut Nacht nicht untergehen
und die Welt zählt laut bis zehn

Eins
Hier kommt die Sonne
Zwei
Hier kommt die Sonne
Drei
Sie ist der hellste Stern von allen
Vier
Hier kommt die Sonne

Die Sonne scheint mir aus den Händen
kann verbrennen, kann euch blenden
wenn sie aus den Fäusten bricht
legt sich heiß auf das Gesicht
sie wird heut Nacht nicht untergehen
und die Welt zählt laut bis zehn

Eins
Hier kommt die Sonne
Zwei
Hier kommt die Sonne
Drei
Sie ist der hellste Stern von allen
Vier
Hier kommt die Sonne
Fünf
Hier kommt die Sonne
Sechs
Hier kommt die Sonne
Sieben
Sie ist der hellste Stern von allen
Acht, neun
Hier kommt die Sonne

Die Sonne scheint mir aus den Händen
kann verbrennen, kann dich blenden
wenn sie aus den Fäusten bricht
legt sich heiß auf dein Gesicht
legt sich schmerzend auf die Brust
das Gleichgewicht wird zum Verlust
lässt dich hart zu Boden gehen
und die Welt zählt laut bis zehn

javixu escribió:Let down-decepcionar

No se mucho ingles, gracias por la corrección.

decepcionar verbo transitivo - to disappoint

Cutting Crew- (I just) died in your arms

Oh I, I just died in your arms tonight
It must have been something you said
I just died in your arms tonight

I keep looking for something I can't get
Broken hearts lie all around me
And I don't see an easy way to get out of this
Her diary it sits on the bedside table
The curtains are closed, the cats in the cradle
Who would've thought that a boy like me could come to this

Oh I, I just died in your arms tonight
It must've been something you said
I just died in your arms tonight
Oh I, I just died in your arms tonight
It must've been some kind of kiss
I should've walked away

Is there any just cause for feeling like this?
On the surface I'm a name on a list
I try to be discreet, but then blow it again
I've lost and found, it's my final mistake
She's loving by proxy, no give and all take
'cos I've been thrilled to fantasy one too many times

Oh I, I just died in your arms...

It was a long hot night
She made it easy, she made it feel right
But now it's over the moment has gone
I followed my hands not my head, I know I was wrong

Oh I, I just died in your arms...




Genial letra y mejor canción

Wenu aki vaa:

Some people live for the fortune
Some people live just for the fame
Some people live for the power, yeah
Some people live just to play the game
Some people think that the physical things
Define what's within
And I've been there before
But that life's a bore
So full of the superficial

Some people want it all
But I don't want nothing at all
If it ain't you baby
If I ain't got you baby
Some people want diamond rings
Some just want everything
But everything means nothing
If I ain't got you, Yeah

Some people search for the fountain
That promises forever young
Some people need three dozen roses
And that's the only way to prove you love 'em
Hand me the world on a silver plater
And what good would it be
With no one to share
With no one who truly cares for me

Some people want it all
But I don't want a thing at all
If it ain't you baby
If I ain't got you baby
Some people want diamond rings
Some just want everything
But everything means nothing
If I ain't got you, you, you
Some people want it all
but I don't want a thing at all
If it ain't you baby
If I ain't got you baby
Some people want diamond rings
Some just want everything
But everything means nothing
If I ain't got you, yeah

If I ain't got you with me baby

oh said nothing in this whole
wide world dont mean a thing

If I aint got you with me baby

I. The Crimson Sunrise
(Instrumental)

II. Innocence
I remember a time
My frail, virgin mind
watched the crimson sunrise
Imagined what it might find
Life was filled with wonder
I felt the warm wind blow
I must explore the boundaries
Transcend the depth of winter's snow
Innocence caressing me
I never felt so young before
There was so much life in me
Still I longed to search for more
But those days are gone now
Changed like a leaf on a tree
Blown away forever
into the cool autumn breeze
The snow has now fallen
and my sun's not so bright
I struggle to hold on
with the last of my might
In my den of inequity
viciousness and subtlety
struggle to ease the pain
struggle to find the sane
Ignorance surrounding me
I've never been so filled with fear
All my life's been drained from me
The end is drawing near....

III. Carpe Diem
'Carpe diem, seize the day'
I'll always remember
The chill of November
The news of the fall
The sounds in the hall
The clock on the wall ticking away
'Seize the Day'
I heard him say
Life will not always be this way
Look around
Hear the sounds
Cherish your life while you're still around

"Gather ye rosebuds while ye may,
Old Time is still a-flying;
And this same flower that smiles today,
Tomorrow will be dying."

We can learn from the past
But those days are gone
We can hope for the future
But there may not be one
The words stuck in my mind
alive from what I've learned
I have to seize the day
To home I returned
Preparing for her flight
I held with all my might
Fearing my deepest fright
She walked into the night
She turned for one last look
She looked me in the eye
I said, 'I Love You...Good-bye'

"It's the most awful thing you'll
ever hear."
"If you're lying to me..."
"Oh, you dearly love her."
"...just have to leave... all our lives."
"Seize the day!"
"Something happened.
"Gather ye rosebuds while ye may."
"She was killed."

IV. The Darkest of Winters
(Instrumental)

V. Another World
So far or so it seems
All is lost with nothing fulfilled
Off the pages and a T.V. screen
Another world where nothing's true
Tripping through the life fantastic
Lose a step and never get up
Left alone with a cold blank stare
I feel like giving up
I was blinded by a paradise
Utopia high in the sky
A dream that only drowned me
Deep in sorrow, wondering why
Oh come let us adore him
Abuse and then ignore him
No matter what, don't let him be
Let's feed upon his misery
Then string him up for all the world to see
I'm sick of all you hypocrites
holding me at bay
And I don't need your sympathy
to get me through the day
Seasons change and so can I
Hold on Boy, No time to cry
Untie these strings, I'm climbing down
I won't let them push me away
Oh come let us adore him
Abuse and then ignore him
No matter what, don't let him be
Let's feed upon his misery
Now it's time for them to deal with me

VI. The Inevitable Summer
(Instrumental)

VII. The Crimson Sunset
I'm much wiser now
A lifetime of memories
run through my head
They taught me how
for better or worse, alive or dead
I realize there's no turning back
Life goes on the offbeaten track
I sit down with my son
Set to see the Crimson Sunset
(Gather ye rosebuds while ye may)
Many years have come and gone
I've lived my life, but now must move on
(Gather ye rosebuds while ye may)
He is my only one
Now that my time has come
Now that my life is done
We look into the sun
'Seize the day and don't you cry,
Now it's time to say good-bye
Even though I'll be gone,
I will live on, live on.'

buufff..la de hurt me pone los pelos de punta xDD
pero no solo x la letra..tmb cuenta la musica..y como el hilo va de LETRAS...supongo k mi favorita es esta

Where do I take this pain of mine
I run, but it stays right by my side

So tear me open, pour me out
There's things inside that scream and shout
And the pain still hates me
So hold me, until it sleeps

Just like the curse, just like the stray
You feed it once, and now it stays

So tear me open, but beware
There's things inside without a care
And the dirt still stains me
So wash me, until I'm clean

*It grips you, so hold me
It stains you, so hold me
It hates you, so hold me
It holds you, so hold me

Until it sleeps**

So tell me why you've choosen me
Don't want your grip, don't want your greed

I'll tear me open, make you gone
No more can you hurt anyone
And the fear still shakes me
So hold me, until it sleeps

[Repeat]

I don't want it

So tear me open, but beware
The things inside without a care
And the dirt still stains me
So wash me, 'till I'm clean...

I'll tear me open, make you gone
No longer will you hurt anyone
And the fear still shapes me
So hold me, until it sleeps...

Until it sleeps...




pero es que..luego esta come as you are..heart shaped box( wish i could eat your cancer when you turn black.. )..aneurysm ( i love you so much it makes me sick.. ),you now you're right de nirvana o I will be heard de hatebreed xD..o si amaneciera de saratoga..la ya nombrada hurt del gran reznor y sus nueve clavos..la letra de under the bridge o otherside de los red hot tmb me flipa..

se hace difil elegir una..

MUSE
Bliss

Everything about you is how I'd wanna be
Your freedom comes naturally
Everything about you resonates happiness
Now I won't settle for less

Give me
all the peace and joy in your mind

Everything about you pains my envying
Your soul can't hate anything
Everything about you is so easy to love
They're watching you from above

Give me
all the peace and joy in your mind
I want the peace and joy in your mind
Give me the peace and joy in your mind

Everything about you resonates happiness
Now I won't settle for less

Give me
all the peace and joy in your mind
I want the peace and joy in your mind
Give me the peace and joy in your mind

Traducción:
Felicidad. En realidad, las palabras bliss, y "peace & joy" tienen un sentido muy religioso y mistico. Bliss seria como el éxtasis espiritual.

Todo lo que hay en ti es como yo querría ser
tu libertad surge de manera natural
Todo lo que hay en ti rebosa felicidad
Ahora no me conformaré con menos

Dame toda la paz y alegría de tu mente

Todo lo que hay en ti hace daño a mi envidia
Tu alma es incapaz de odiar nada
Todo lo que hay en ti es tan fácil de amar
Estan tomando nota desde arriba

Dame toda la paz y alegría de tu mente
Quiero la paz y alegría de tu mente
Dame toda la paz y alegría de tu mente

Todo lo que hay en ti rebosa felicidad
Ahora no me conformaré con menos

Dame toda la paz y alegría de tu mente
Quiero toda la paz y alegría de tu mente
Dame toda la paz y alegría de tu mente

Backlash escribió:Cutting Crew- (I just) died in your arms

Oh I, I just died in your arms tonight
It must have been something you said
I just died in your arms tonight

I keep looking for something I can't get
Broken hearts lie all around me
And I don't see an easy way to get out of this
Her diary it sits on the bedside table
The curtains are closed, the cats in the cradle
Who would've thought that a boy like me could come to this

Oh I, I just died in your arms tonight
It must've been something you said
I just died in your arms tonight
Oh I, I just died in your arms tonight
It must've been some kind of kiss
I should've walked away

Is there any just cause for feeling like this?
On the surface I'm a name on a list
I try to be discreet, but then blow it again
I've lost and found, it's my final mistake
She's loving by proxy, no give and all take
'cos I've been thrilled to fantasy one too many times

Oh I, I just died in your arms...

It was a long hot night
She made it easy, she made it feel right
But now it's over the moment has gone
I followed my hands not my head, I know I was wrong

Oh I, I just died in your arms...




Genial letra y mejor canción

Lo conocí gracias al gta vice city. Muy buen tema.

Nenita escribió:Una que siempre me ha emocionado mucho:

Drowning man de U2:



Take my hand
You know I'll be there
If you can
I'll cross the sky for your love
For I have promised
Oh, to be with you tonight
And for the time that will come

Take my hand
You know I'll be there
If you can
I'll cross the sky for your love
And I understand
These winds and tides
These changing times
Won't drag you away
Hold on, and hold on tightly
Hold on, and don't let go
Of my love

The storms will pass (the storm will pass)
It won't be long now (it won't be long now)
His love will last
His love will last... forever

Take my hand
You know I'll be there
If you can
I'll cross the sky for your love
Give you what I hold dear

Hold on, hold on tightly
Hold on, hold on tightly
Rise up, rise up
With wings like eagles
You run, you run
You run and not grow weary

(take my hand, take my hand)
Hold on, and hold on tightly
Hold on, hold on tightly
To this love... lasts forever
To this love... lasts forever

Take my hand
Take my hand...


La música no es gran cosa durante la mayor parte de la canción, pero el final con violines...

Me has hecho buscarla, es curioso, con tanto que me gusta u2 y no recordaba haber escuchado este tema. Mira tu que has hecho que me de el gusanillo de volver a escuchar los primeros discos de u2.

saludos

pd: bonito avatar, yo creo que lo tuve puesto en otro foro.

Depeche Mode

In Your Room.

En tu habitación
Donde el tiempo permanece quieto
O se mueve a tu antojo
¿Dejarás que el mañana llegue pronto
O me dejarás echado aquí?
En tu oscuridad preferida
Tu penumbra preferida
Tu conciencia preferida
Tu esclavo preferido

En tu habitación
Donde las almas desaparecen
Sólo existes tú
¿Me guiarás hasta tu sillón
O me dejarás echado aquí?
Tu inocencia preferida
Tu premio preferido
Tu sonrisa preferida
Tu esclavo preferido

Dependo de tus palabras
Vivo de tu respiración
Siento con tu piel
¿Podré quedarme allí siempre?

Tu pasión preferida
Tu juego preferido
Tu espejo preferido
Tu esclavo preferido

Dependo de tus palabras
Vivo de tu respiración
Siento con tu piel
¿Podré quedarme allí siempre?

Every day I live in danger
while the papers make me cry..
in a broken land
were freedom dies.

Everytime we show our feelings
violent words speak our fear
as my faith my word
make desapear.

Without faith to take the blame
we take over the pain
we can make things haaapeeen..
..life shill goes on
I don't want to walk alone
In our hands lies the fate
on the thuths to we made.

Show me the way
to believe in a future
to forgive all the sing
of a nation who kneeb
hope all the wind
to make real on ilusions
whithout fate in your hands
we eil save our home land.

PaviolaT escribió:Every day I live in danger
while the papers make me cry..
in a broken land
were freedom dies.

Everytime we show our feelings
violent words speak our fear
as my faith my word
make desapear.

Without faith to take the blame
we take over the pain
we can make things haaapeeen..
..life shill goes on
I don't want to walk alone
In our hands lies the fate
on the thuths to we made.

Show me the way
to believe in a future
to forgive all the sing
of a nation who kneeb
hope all the wind
to make real on ilusions
whithout fate in your hands
we eil save our home land.

No me suena. ¿cual es?

FACTA NON VERBA

Empezar porque sí
y acabar no sé cuando
el azul me da cielo
y el iris los cambios
los astros no están más lejos
que los hombres que trato
repito otras voces
que siento como mías
y se encierran en mi cuerpo
con rumor de mar gruesa

te he dicho que no mires atrás
porque el cielo no es tuyo
y hay que empezar despacio
a deshacer el mundo

el aliento de la tierra
y su calma serena
y la sombra de la tarde
que es una mano que tiembla
la musica me abre secretos
que ahora estan dentro de mí
al final después de todo
no somos tan distintos
un oasis en desierto
donde queda la paciencia

ponme fuera del alcance
del bostezo universal
nos veremos en el exilio o en una celda
ponme fuera del reposo
en mi historia personal
soy un ave rapaz:
mirad mis alas!


Deshacer el Mundo-Heroes del Silencio

Heroes del Silencio, el mejor grupo español de todos los tiempos, en mi opinión.

Arriba ese espíritu del vino

A mí éste estracto de "And when he falleth", de Theatre of Tragedy, me gusta bastante:

[Male Voice]
That cross you wear around your neck;
is it only a decoration, or are you a
true Christian believer?

[Female Voice]
Yes, I believe - truly

Then I want you to remove it at once!
- and never to wear it within this castle
again! Do you know how a falcon is trained my
dear? Her eyes are sown shut. Blinded temporarily
she suffers the whims of her God patiently, until
her will is submerged and she learns to serve -
as your God taught and blinded you with
crosses.

You had me take off my cross because it
offended....

It offended no-one. No - it simply appears
to me to be discourteous to... to wear
the symbol of a deity long dead.

My ancestors tried to find it. And to open
the door that seperates us from our Creator.

But you need no doors to find God.
If you believe....
Believe?! If you believe you are gullible.
Can you look around this world and believe
in the goodness of a god who rules it?
Famine, Pestilence, War, Disease and Death!
They rule this world.

There is also love and life and hope.

Very little hope I assure you. No. If a god
of love and life ever did exist... he is long
since dead. Someone... something rules in his
place.








[Male Voice]
- Esa cruz que usted lleva alrededor de su cuello;
¿Es sólo una decoración, o es usted verdaderamente un creyente cristiano?

[Female Voice]
- Sí, yo creo, de verdad.

- Entonces quiero que te la quites inmediatamente,
y que no vuelvas a llevarla nunca más en este castillo.
¿Usted sabe cómo es entrenado un halcón, querida?
Sus ojos son tapados. Cegado temporalmente,
sufre pacientemente los caprichos de su Dios;
su voluntad es sumergida y aprende a servir.
Así como su Dios enseñó y le cegó con cruces.

- Usted quiere que me quite mi cruz porque ofende.....!

- Ofende a nadie! No, simplemente a mí me parece descortés...el llevar el símbolo de una deidad que murió tanto tiempo atrás.

Mis ancestros intentaron encontrarlo, intentaron abrir la puerta que nos separa de nuestro Creador....

- Pero no necesitas puertas para encontrar a Dios...si usted cree...

- ¡¿Creer?! Si usted cree, es demasiado crédula.
¿Puedes mirar este mundo y creer en la divinidad de un Dios que lo gobierna?
¡Hambre, pestilencia, guerra, enfermedad y muerte! Ellos gobiernan este mundo.

- También hay amor, vida y esperanza.

- Muy pequeña esperanza, se lo aseguro.
Si un Dios del amor y la vida existió alguna vez…murió hace mucho tiempo.
Alguien…algo gobierna en su lugar

Deshacer el Mundo-Heroes del Silencio

Que buena! todavia recuerdo que fue la primera cancion que escuche,(20 segundos) antes del lanzamiento oficial de Avalancha, y pense "si esto es un adelanto, joder!!!"

Wenas gnt!

Aki va una de las canciones ke me encanta :

Talk

Oh, brother, I can’t, I can’t get through
I’ve been trying hard to reach you
Cause I don’t know what to do
Oh, brother, I can’t believe it’s true
I’m so scared about the future
And I want to talk to you
Oh, I want to talk to you

You could take a picture of something you see
In the future where will I be
You could climb a ladder up to the sun
Or write a song nobody had sung
Or do something that’s never been done

Are you lost or incomplete
Do you feel like a puzzle
You can’t find your missing piece
Tell me how you feel
Well, I feel like they’re talking in a language I don’t speak
And they’re talking it to me

So you take a picture of something you see
In the future where will I be
You could climb a ladder up to the sun
Or write a song nobody had sung
Or do something that’s never been done
Or do something that’s never been done

So you don’t know where you’re going
And you want to talk
And you feel like you’re going where you’ve been before
You'll tell anyone who’ll listen but you feel ignored
And nothing’s really making any sense at all
Let’s talk, let’s talk
Let’s talk, let’s talk

Me encanta talk. increible song.

KuroShad escribió:[...]

[Male Voice]
- Esa cruz que usted lleva alrededor de su cuello;
¿Es sólo una decoración, o es usted verdaderamente un creyente cristiano?

[Female Voice]
- Sí, yo creo, de verdad.

[...]

Bien podrías haber traducido ''Male voice'' y ''Female voice''

Una cosa... me estoy conteniendo para no poner letras de carnavales, porque me consideraríais el hibiki de la música

Running away - Hoobastank



Supongo que lo que la hace especial son los recuerdos que me trae ^_^

Depeche Mode - Never let me down again


I’m taking a ride
With my best friend
I hope he never lets me down again
He knows where he’s taking me
Taking me where I want to be
I’m taking a ride
With my best friend

We’re flying high
We’re watching the world pass us by
Never want to come down
Never want to put my feet back down
On the ground

I’m taking a ride
With my best friend
I hope he never lets me down again
Promises me I’m as safe as houses
As long as I remember who’s wearing the trousers
I hope he never lets me down again

Never let me down

See the stars they’re shining bright
Everything’s alright tonight

Saludos.

La tengo que poner entera???? Vosotros lo habeis pedido xD

MIERDA - KASE.O

Oh, inmortal Poseidón, el del furioso tridente... A ti me encomiendo en esta difícil empresa. Propicia que este velero llega a buen puerto. Permíteme llevar a cabo las designios de Afrodita, nacida de las olas. Oh Caliope! Augusta entre las musas... haz florecer el jardín... Trae la rima!!!

He venido a enamorar a las chicas, otra vez! A poner a los chicos furiosos contra la pared! Estoy delante de un micrófono que vale casi un kilo, pues llevo siete años ya trayendo el estilo. Represento, soy pastor del dios hip-hop. Ni rock ni pop. Pijo pijo, Rap Solo. Tabaco rubio y botellas de licor, es condición sin ecuanon "........". Ejecutando, la mierda que peor huele en España. Mi tribu pilla botellas y me acompaña. Yo fuí a las ciudades, dormí como un vagabundo, y ahora estoy frente a una mesa planeando conquistar el mundo. Con mis maquetas tuve el control. Los muchachos de mi edad me miraban como a un apóstol. Puse mis firmas en el barrio Jesús, desde la puerta del colegio hasta la parada del bus. Y es que en el barrio La Jota siempre estuvieron los mejores MC’s i los mejores grupos heavyes. Tengo coleguis, al Ibarra no lo toca nadie. Ni fachas ni rappers. (Violadores son enormes) Abre los ojos para ver, has de saber que sin buscar batalla en cada rima dejo un cadáver. Mira mis métricas, parecen importadas de Sarajevo. Rumba, dispara, bombos y cajas, y todos al suelo. Que no baile nadie con mi música, si no es pegándole patadas a un hijo de puta! Nazi, racista, eres un baboso. Yo soy judío y orgulloso. Maricones y lesbianas dejamos de ser mudos y ya era hora. Si algún facha cabezudo se irrita, que se joda. Y dejadnos joder tranquilos, tu, quieres pelea, tío? No me consideras hombre, niñata? Tengo el mejor estilo! Mi flow causa estragos a tu pavo pues, pillo monosílabos y aquí y así los clavo. Tengo esta mierda de estilos acojonantes, cada nuevo flow supera el dicho dos segundos antes. La vida me roba paginas. No te imaginas, cuantas lagrimas, en este cuaderno. Desde que el diablo me echó del infierno soy catarata en el rap, numero uno en el estilo macarra. Lecciones magistrales. Hoy sueño con chales, bikinis, Lamborghinis, Cabriolets, pues, la misión ahora es amasar fortuna, vivir de la pluma i vender discos hasta en la luna! Busco el respeto antes que el dinero y no soy yo el que se vende si mi rap es cojonudo, creo. Durante todo el año es grupo del mes, ves como yo no hay dos, como de otros no hay tres. Mierda.
Mi nombre va de boca en boca y mi cuerpo va de bar en bar en busca de una loca con quién hablar. Te apetece tomar una copa? No me lo digas, tus amigas solo hablan de ropa. Te gusta el rap? Te prometo la cosa mas bella. Ir a un hotel, si quieres descorchar una botella y beber champán. Si prefieres ir a ver estrellas conozco un sitio, que me dices? (Creo que tus amigos se van)
A la mierda! Las pijas ya no quieren borrachos. Tengo mas pasta que tu padre el militar hija de puta!! Rap metafísico, como un orgasmo. Y en la cama puedo hacerte una chapuza pero más no. Yo ya he cometido todo tipo de crímenes. Hoy busco hímenes en mi boca derretidos como M&M’s. Ahora que ya he llorado por amor conozco mi sitio. Soltero de oro, dueño del funk, pobre niño rico. Yo puedo amar mejor que Romeo, pero una musa al museo ya no es objeto de deseo, no sé si me entendéis joder que no os enamoréis. Chicos y chicas pillad esto porque lo recordareis: Que lo mejor es ir de flor en flor, pues no da dolor y es que el que no guarda amor, luego no guarda rencor contra si mismo. Frente al acantilado a punto de saltar estuve, y un ángel vino desde las nubes. Me dijo: “Es tiempo de salir con actrices i modelos. De lios paralelos de faldas al whisky con hielo. Se te va a secar el cerebro a través de la polla de tantas pajas pensando en ella. Déjalo ya!”. Y salí de casa en busca de aventuras trepidantes. Los horóscopos prometían cambios excitantes. Fiestas, música rap, grupis y fans sin orgullo, espor eso que en mis planes no os incluyo! Has de saber cuál mi formula secreta: Cuido mi gramática más que mi etiqueta. Guapos nunca fueron mejores y menos mal que... (Tu eres Kase.O de Violadores?) Si! Que tal! El micro está en mi mano incombustible. No encontraras a un pavo tan sofisticado y tan accesible. En el micro alcanzo estilos de hasta Frank Sinatra. Yo soy el Imperator quieres ser tu Cleopatra? A mi me gustan grandes y a ella también. Tell me you for one and you can be my friend. A mi me excita el éxito. Tu quieres mi almíbar? Almíbar, Javier Ibarra os vino a derribar. Busco besos, sabor, chicle de menta. Caras bonitas, funk, setenta. Rumba pincha viernes o sábados en Morrissey, ya no queda nadie en la cabina del DJ. En una mano tengo el Sol, y en la otra la Luna. La ciudad es mía, ya, pero a estas horas no doy una. Con el corazón en obras y la polla bajo cero, vuelvo a casa, y el puto 32 no pasa. Mierda.
Hasta los huevos de MC’s que dicen que no quieren ser los mejores. Culos sucios, me sudáis los cojones. Y luego esta Mierda, pues nunca supe hacer nada mejor. Quise ser domador de cobras, de momento son, maniobras con vosotros. Envidiosos de mierda, correveidiles. Yo tengo la pasta y la fama y no soy feliz, porque? Pues llevo tiempo ya, buscando a los fenómenos, y no me faltan razones, no para echar de menos la época de MC Mr Twist, Presion, DJ Potas, Hardcore Street, Rikardo, Blázquez, Liriko, Brutal, “......." pues, Zaragoza respiraba paz. Ahora el aroma huele a enfermo en estado de coma, pues la carcoma, con la vieja escuela la toma. Maldita sea y se lo toman a broma por eso el Shadow en tu puta cara puso el hematoma, Chema... Abandonar a tiempo hubiera sido útil. La verdura en tu culo hubiera sido mas sutil, que nadie se confunda, no es nada personal, solo castigo con mi látigo un rap hecho tan mal. Cansado de navegar entre dos aguas, hoy defeco, en fin, no quiero hablar de mas, pero si habéis fracasado, no echéis la culpa al hip-hop, pues siempre habéis hecho pop, y el mestizaje es camuflaje para flojos! De nada sirve llorar, y el que es malo se propone mejorar pero no como Pako Iberbua a cual peor, y Zaragoza por los suelos, por culpa de toyakos y de abuelos. Hip-hop me dio ultimátum, por semejante mancha en mi currículum. Mi sinfin album, por suerte "cogito ergo sum". Existo, soy humano, y como tal, cometo errores, pero de ahí a ser un vendido hay kilómetros, señores. No me jodan, que llevo haciendo rap mucho tiempo. Por que recojo tempestades sin haber sembrado viento? Dime, quién eres tu para evaluarme a mí? MC! Aléjate de aquí! Parece que fue ayer cuando profeticé el Apocalipsis, MC’s haciendo streaptease, delante de mi sí fingís, hablo entre otros del que se las apañaba a ser nombrado por mi como hijo de puta en España!
No hay secreto! Para ser concreto hablo de Metro! Tipos “reales” como tu no se merecen respeto! Porque eres falso hijo de puta? Que coño te he hecho yo, payaso? Acaso tengo yo la culpa de tu fracaso? Mira: a mi no me gusta tu rap, me parece escoria, pero no he ido dinamitando tu trayectoria! Lo que yo pienso es que eres malo por naturaleza! Cuando digo esto, MCs asienten con la cabeza! Me da igual, esto es personal! Yo no seria real, si me cagara en tu puta madre y luego te preguntara que tal como acostumbras a hacer, pero bueno, eso tu sabrás! Yo a BBoys reales como tu les mando a hacer gárgaras al Niágara! Y para ya de caras largas ya, loco! Nunca mas preguntes por nosotros! A mi me la suda si se te pasa el arroz, por eso siempre el mismo estilo y siempre la misma voz! Así las cosas, dedícate al porno! Allí haz el ridículo, en el rap ya por favor, no! Tozudo, nosotros te negamos el saludo, y al final acabas siempre lamiéndonos el culo! Como ves, co, no hay con tu estilo fresco, parentesco! Siendo un borde, no serás tu el que mas color dé en esto! Me haces irritarme y hablar mal! Ostia puta! Como puedes ser tan subnormal!? Os tumbo a todos como fichas de dominó! Mi flow es belecérrimo, por eso Kase.O rimó. Quien me para!? Cabezas nucleares!? Metros...? A la mierda, ni en sueños! A vosotros, BBoys, os recomiendo desconfianza. Yo no dejo por los suelos a quien no merece venganza, pero al hipócrita en el hip-hop, se le pone en pelotas, soy Jodeculos Ibarra, mi barro, La Jota. A la mierda!!!!!!
Bien... Fueron Violadores del Verso, Jodeculos Ibarra en el micrófono estuvo. R de Rumba, haciendo los ritmos y los scratchies. Y tu, Metro, deberías vivir tu envidia en secreto, y dejar ya de hablar de paz y de unidad y de mierdas, si no te vas dinamizando en cada rincón al que vas. Mira, a mi no me gusta tener que hacer esto, pero... creo que todos los MCs pensamos igual en España... Mira...
...cinco...
...cuatro...
...tres...
...dos...
...uno...
A la mierda.

-----

Donde sale un "........." es ke no se lo ke dice ahi

The_Blind escribió:
Bien podrías haber traducido ''Male voice'' y ''Female voice''

No lo dices en serio . En cualquier caso, male voice es voz masculina y female voice voz femenina.

KuroShad escribió:No lo dices en serio . En cualquier caso, male voice es voz masculina y female voice voz femenina.

No es que no supiera el significado, pero es que me quedaba extraño

Por no bajar el ritmo del hilo:



PD: Luego traduzco

U2 - Miracle Drug

I want to trip inside your head
Spend the day there...
To hear the things you haven't said
And see what you might see

I want to hear you when you call
Do you feel anything at all?
I want to see your thoughts take shape
And walk right out

Freedom has a scent
Like the top of a new born baby's head

The songs are in your eyes
I see them when you smile
I've seen enough I'm not giving up
On a miracle drug

Of science and the human heart
There is no limit
There is no failure here sweetheart
Just when you quit...

I am you and you are mine
Love makes no sense of space
And time...will disappear
Love and logic keep us clear
Reason is on our side, love...

The songs are in your eyes
I see them when you smile
I've had enough of romantic love
I'd give it up, yeah, I'd give it up
For a miracle, a miracle drug, a miracle drug

God I need your help tonight

Beneath the noise
Below the din
I hear your voice
It's whispering
In science and in medicine
"I was a stranger
You took me in"

The songs are in your eyes
I see them when you smile
I've had enough of romantic love
I'd give it up, yeah, I'd give it up
For a miracle, miracle drug

Miracle, miracle drug

Nach- 2055(Con Madnass y Lesk)

[Estribillo Nach, Lesk y Madnass]
Siento mi mundo llorar, no quiere explotar,
se acerca el final de los días.
Alma destructora, es la hora,
2055, el planeta se evapora.
Siento mi mundo llorar, no quiere explotar,
se acerca el final de los días.
El tiempo nos come, nos rompe,
2055, nuestra tierra en hecatombe.

[Nach]
Mi pensamiento se dispara cual bala que viaja ardiendo
hacia otro tiempo, futuro incierto [Madnass: ¡lo estaís viendo!].
50 años más allá y dónde va la humanidad
a punto de estallar, queremos curas de humildad.
2055: expolios, monopolios,
petróleo, territorios partidos [Lesk: ¡culpad al odio!],
laboratorios donde se clonan soldados,
manicomios colapsados, epidemias y microbios,
tribunales virtuales que sentencian sin clemencia
contra toda resistencia al poder establecido,
satélites vigilan desde el cielo como águilas,
son máquinas qué saben en que mierda andais metidos.
Mantente en vilo, no escaparás a sus garras.
Ponen chips en nuestras nucas como códigos de barras.
Mendigos se liquidan por insecticida, ¡clamad!,
unos mueren sin comida y otros por obesidad.
Ciudad sin identidad mata por una moneda
y tras el toque de queda solo espera la humadera ya.
Nueva era, regenera tu organismo,
cirugía y energía al servicio de los mismos.
Cataclismos, maremotos, continentes rotos por seísmos
tras diez cumbres en Kioto y no hay acuerdo,
el mundo ha muerto porque se extinguen las especies y los bosques son desiertos.
Psicosis en Metrópolis, ¡tú también caerás!
El agua es cara, en cada cara hay una máscara de gas.
Informática, robótica, razón artificial,
Desde mi bola de cristal
veo este nuevo orden mundial
y observo como este rey mono en un trono impone,
el ciclo natural se rompe y se descompone.
Glaciaciones que amenazan con cubrir la tierra.
2055: año de miseria y guerra.

[Lesk]
Soy un ladrón, le robé la máquina a Michael J. Fox
y bajé con máscara porque el aire me sabe a aerosol.
Bopal recuerda su atmósfera fría, me calenté con un vaso con 96º de alcohol.
Juguemos de hobby al Risk.
La moda es la revolución de un país,
o se nace con balón o con "UZI".
Disparo a la crisis, insistir lógico y no gusta,
buscan mi eliminación como si fuera chusta.
Escupo mermelada sintetizada,
2055, aquí se considera un manjar.
Del deporte, ni hablar:
Indurain subiría sin respirar veinte veces la Marmolada.
Ya no se hace falta solarium, quema un día nublado,
este calor odia el termómetro en su intermedio.
La religión está lejos de extinguirse;
dime, ¿qué vas a hacer si te regalan fe en un huevo kinder?
Para los niños un algodón de azúcar frito con ketamina,
vienen con imaginaciónen en sus vitrinas.
La economía solo es degustada como caviar
en dosis pequeñas, nunca elevada, para variar.
Se mezclan ideas con fantasías, un entrenamiento
al Warhammer para los hijos del enfrentamiento.
Aquí se lleva la política "aderezá" con Islam,
[Nach: van a hacer estallar Long Island],
[Madnass: el cielo bajo un imán].
Luce el sol negro, el desierto de Gobi
hace frontera con mi cuaderno y la tapa del boli.
Se abre y deja escapar la tinta hasta el mar,
que se adhiere a un submarino de la tercera guerra mundial.
Flota con rabia la furia, el bulling del colegio parece normal.
Aparece El Sahara en vez del sentimiento, la tierra pasa del verde al ocre,
se llega al tope, salen zombies de los graffities del Cope.

[Madnass]
2055: es el caos infinito, reina el delito,
suenan sirenas, disparos y gritos.
Evito en lo posible el exterior, las condiciones son extremas,
el oxígeno envenena y el sol quema.
Sistemas informáticos programan cada vida,
nuevos virus triplican las víctimas del sida.
[Nach: Miedo a atentados suicidas],
[Lesk: nadie sale de su hogar],
Atocha y Manhattan dieron paso al Vaticano y Trafalgar Square.
El mar cubrió países entero debido al deshielo,
más de mil especies animales se extinguieron.
Sesenta grados de día, de noche treinta bajo cero,
hace tiempo que es ácido el sabor del llanto del cielo.
Temblores de suelo desolan regiones cada hora,
un tsunami por semana el litoral devora,
el Átlantico llega ahora hasta Arizona
y en lugar de flora hay dunas a lo largo del cauce del Amazonas.
Ya no hay zonas libres de la contaminación,
ni tan siquiera las cumbres del Himalaya,
París hoy es un campo de batalla,
el crudo cubre cada playa,
no queda ningún volcán que no haya entrado en erupción.
En la población se ven malformaciones físicas,
la causa: escapes en centrales nucleales térmicas.
El polo opuesto: fábricas de bebés,
perfección bajo elección con una previa manipulación genética.
La comida es sintética,
el consumo de agua es limitado,
la atención médica es privilegio privado,
el delito es castigado con la pena capital,
uno decada tres adultos sufre Alzheimer gracias al cristal.
Es el final de nuestros días de agonía,
ya nadie confía en encontrar salidas a esta crisis.
Los oasis de esperanza son sólo pura utopía.
Sed bienvenidos al principio del Apocalipsis.

[Estribillo Nach, Lesk y Madnass]
Siento mi mundo llorar, no quiere explotar,
se acerca el final de los días.
Alma destructora, es la hora,
2055, el planeta se evapora.
Siento mi mundo llorar, no quiere explotar,
se acerca el final de los días.
El tiempo nos come, nos rompe,
2055, nuestra tierra en hecatombe.

Hoy quiero ir a encontrar
Todo lo que hay dentro de mí
Sacar toda esa sensibilidad
Que me acerque a ti
Que me lleve allí
Y a pesar de todo
Me pregunto ¿qué no di?
Y al vivir me oculto
Mis defectos para poder dormir

Ya nada volverá a ser como antes
Ya nunca dejaré que nada cambie
Estaremos conociendo nuestra parte original
Ya nunca volverá a ser como antes
Ya nunca dejaré que nada me cambie
Estaremos conociendo nuestra parte de verdad



Tras una sombra gris
que no me deja ver
Podré esperar que pase algo hoy
Con lo que tengo aquí
Y no quiere salir

Bob Dylan - Tangled Up in Blue

Early one mornin' the sun was shinin',
I was layin' in bed
Wond'rin' if she'd changed at all
If her hair was still red.
Her folks they said our lives together
Sure was gonna be rough
They never did like Mama's homemade dress
Papa's bankbook wasn't big enough.
And I was standin' on the side of the road
Rain fallin' on my shoes
Heading out for the East Coast
Lord knows I've paid some dues gettin' through,
Tangled up in blue.

She was married when we first met
Soon to be divorced
I helped her out of a jam, I guess,
But I used a little too much force.
We drove that car as far as we could
Abandoned it out West
Split up on a dark sad night
Both agreeing it was best.
She turned around to look at me
As I was walkin' away
I heard her say over my shoulder,
"We'll meet again someday on the avenue,"
Tangled up in blue.

I had a job in the great north woods
Working as a cook for a spell
But I never did like it all that much
And one day the ax just fell.
So I drifted down to New Orleans
Where I happened to be employed
Workin' for a while on a fishin' boat
Right outside of Delacroix.
But all the while I was alone
The past was close behind,
I seen a lot of women
But she never escaped my mind, and I just grew
Tangled up in blue.

She was workin' in a topless place
And I stopped in for a beer,
I just kept lookin' at the side of her face
In the spotlight so clear.
And later on as the crowd thinned out
I's just about to do the same,
She was standing there in back of my chair
Said to me, "Don't I know your name?"
I muttered somethin' underneath my breath,
She studied the lines on my face.
I must admit I felt a little uneasy
When she bent down to tie the laces of my shoe,
Tangled up in blue.

She lit a burner on the stove and offered me a pipe
"I thought you'd never say hello," she said
"You look like the silent type."
Then she opened up a book of poems
And handed it to me
Written by an Italian poet
From the thirteenth century.
And every one of them words rang true
And glowed like burnin' coal
Pourin' off of every page
Like it was written in my soul from me to you,
Tangled up in blue.

I lived with them on Montague Street
In a basement down the stairs,
There was music in the cafes at night
And revolution in the air.
Then he started into dealing with slaves
And something inside of him died.
She had to sell everything she owned
And froze up inside.
And when finally the bottom fell out
I became withdrawn,
The only thing I knew how to do
Was to keep on keepin' on like a bird that flew,
Tangled up in blue.

So now I'm goin' back again,
I got to get to her somehow.
All the people we used to know
They're an illusion to me now.
Some are mathematicians
Some are carpenter's wives.
Don't know how it all got started,
I don't know what they're doin' with their lives.
But me, I'm still on the road
Headin' for another joint
We always did feel the same,
We just saw it from a different point of view,
Tangled up in blue.

Aqui os dejo una cancion del grupo Marea llamada Marea tambien como mi hija . Espero que os guste.

Cuantas veces me habré preguntao,
¿qué es lo que se desata detrás de su cara?,
si tu supieras, si yo te dijera, si yo te contara...
la enlazaron y se ha desatao y ondea por la acera
el vuelo de su falda, es su bandera,
es donde guarda,
su nombre se llama marea,
y estaba tan solita que me fui pallí,
¿quieres hablar conmigo?,
¡pues claro que sí!,
su soledad es una vieja enjuta
rodeá de hijos de puta que se ríen de
ella pues todos quisieran ser como marea,
y cuentan que un verano voló
y se dejó el corazón debajo de la cama,
que le dijo que no volvería,
que no la esperara,
quién le iba a decir
que al final iba a unir su tripa
con la mía, con un poeta de cañerías,
poeta de mierda, de manos vacías,
que necesita a alguien cuando
va a caer,
que borra las fronteras con solo sus piés,
dame fuerte en la entrepierna,
no me dejes que me duerma,
que esta noche me las piro a
enseñarle los dientes al mundo contigo.

Aqui viene otra mis canciones preferidas:

Pereza-Pienso en aquella tarde

Y yo que soy un animal,que no entiendo de nada que todo me sale mal.
Te tuve cien dias dentro de mi cama
no te supe aprovechar
ando perdido pensando que estas sola y pude haber sido tu amigo

Cuelgo de un hilo rebaño las sobras que aun quedan de tu cariño
Yo que me quiero aliviar escribiendote un tema diciendote la verdad
cumplo condena por ese mal dia de haberte dejao marchar

Estribillo:

Pienso en aquella tarde cuando,me arrepenti de tó.
Daria todo lo daria por estar contigo y no sentirme solo

A ti que te supo tan mal
que yo me encariñara con esa facilidad
y me emborrachara los dias que tu no tenias que trabajar
era un domingo llegaba despues de 3 dias comiendome el mundo

Todo se acaba dijiste mirandome que ya no estabamos juntos
no estabamos juntos

Estribillo



The Used-The Taste of Ink


Is it worth it can you even hear me
Standing with your spotlight on me
Not enough to feed the hungry
I'm tired and I felt it for awhile now
In this sea of lonely
The taste of ink is getting old
It's four o' clock in the fucking morning
Each day gets more and more like the last day
Still I can see it coming
While I'm standing in the river drowning
This could be my chance to break out
This could be my chance to say goodbye
At last it's finally over
Couldn't take this town much longer
Being half dead wasn't what I planned to be
Now I'm ready to be free

So here I am it's in my hands
And I'll savor every moment of this
So here I am alive at last
And I'll savor every moment of this

And won't you think I'm pretty
When I'm standing top the bright lit city
And I'll take your hand and pick you up
And keep you there to so you can see
As long as you're alive and care
I promise I will take you there
And we'll drink and dance the night away

As long as you're alive
Here I am
I promise I will take you there

intherior escribió:Aqui os dejo una cancion del grupo Marea llamada Marea tambien como mi hija . Espero que os guste.

Escucha la versión de Kutxi Romero a solas de esta canción... Está en un disco llamado "Encuentro de cantautores".

Mejor todavia que con su grupo.

Fdo- An0n1m0

para letras preciosas e inteligentes recomendaría las de Cursive:

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Cursive - Art is Hard (de The Ugly Organ)

Cut it out - your self-inflicted pain
is getting too routine
the crowds are catching on - to the self-inflicted song
Well, here we go again - the art of acting weak
Fall in love to fail - to boost your CD sales
And that CD sells - yeah, what a hit
You've got to repeat it
you gotta' sink to swim

If at first you don't succeed
you gotta recreate your misery
'cause we all know art is hard
young artists have gotta starve
Try, and fail, and try again
the comforts of repetition
Keep churning out those hits
'til it's all the same old shit

Oh, a second verse!
Well, color me fatigued
I'm hiding in the leaves
in the CD jacket sleeves
tired of entertaining
some double-dipped meaning
a soft serve analogy
This drunken angry slur
in thirty-one flavors
You gotta' sink to swim
immerse yourself in rejection
regurgitate some sorry tale
about a boy who sells his love affairs
You gotta' fake the pain
you better make it sting
you're gonna' break a leg
when you get on stage
and they scream your name
"Oh, Cursive is so cool!"

You gotta sink to swim
impersonate greater persons
'cause we all know art is hard
when we don't know who we are
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un saludo

Aquí va de momento una de Radiohead (de momento porque no podre evitar poner mas xD)

Fitter Happier - Radiohead

Fitter, happier, more productive,
comfortable,
not drinking too much,
regular exercise at the gym
(3 days a week),
getting on better with your associate employee contemporaries,
at ease,
eating well
(no more microwave dinners and saturated fats),
a patient better driver,
a safer car
(baby smiling in back seat),
sleeping well
(no bad dreams),
no paranoia,
careful to all animals
(never washing spiders down the plughole),
keep in contact with old friends
(enjoy a drink now and then),
will frequently check credit at (moral) bank (hole in the wall),
favors for favors,
fond but not in love,
charity standing orders,
on Sundays ring road supermarket
(no killing moths or putting boiling water on the ants),
car wash
(also on Sundays),
no longer afraid of the dark or midday shadows
nothing so ridiculously teenage and desperate,
nothing so childish - at a better pace,
slower and more calculated,
no chance of escape,
now self-employed,
concerned (but powerless),
an empowered and informed member of society
(pragmatism not idealism),
will not cry in public,
less chance of illness,
tires that grip in the wet
(shot of baby strapped in back seat),
a good memory,
still cries at a good film,
still kisses with saliva,
no longer empty and frantic like a cat tied to a stick,
that's driven into frozen winter shit
(the ability to laugh at weakness),
calm,
fitter,
healthier and more productive
a pig in a cage on antibiotics.

Traducción

Más satisfecho, más feliz, más productivo,
cómodo,
sin beber demasiado,
ejercicios regulares en el gimnasio
(tres días por semana),
mejorar las relaciones con tus contemporáneos empleados socios,
a gusto,
comiendo bien,
(nada de cenas de microondas y grasas saturadas),
un mejor conductor, más paciente,
un auto más seguro
(el bebé sonriendo en el asiento de atrás),
dormir bien
(sin pesadillas),
sin paranoias,
cuidadoso con todos los animales
(nunca ahogar arañas en el desagüe),
seguir en contacto con los viejos amigos
(disfrutar un trago de vez en cuando),
ir comprobando con frecuencia el crédito en el banco (moral) (agujero en la pared),
favores por favores,
cariñoso, pero no enamorado,
órdenes de caridad social,
los domingos supermercado de circunvalación
(nada de matar polillas o echar agua hirviendo a las hormigas),
lavar el auto
(también los domingos),
ya sin miedo a la oscuridad, o a las sombras del mediodía,
nada tan ridículamente adolescente y desesperado,
nada tan infantil, en un mejor lugar,
más lento y más calculado,
sin oportunidad de escapar,
ahora trabajando por cuenta propia,
preocupado (pero impotente)
un facultado e informado miembro de la sociedad
(pragmatismo en vez de idealismo),
sin llorar en público,
menos oportunidades de enfermarse,
neumáticos con agarre en mojado
(foto del bebé con el cinturón en el asiento de atrás)
un buen recuerdo,
seguir llorando con una buena película,
seguir besando con saliva,
ya no vacío y frenético como un gato atado a un palo
al que llevan a una mierda congelada por el invierno
(la capacidad de reírse ante la debilidad),
calmo,
más satisfecho,
más saludable y más productivo,
un cerdo en una jaula, medicado con antibióticos.