jueves, enero 17, 2008

won’t you miss me?

I’m only a person whose armbands beat
on his hands, hang tall
won’t you miss me?
Wouldn’t you miss me at all?
Syd Barrett

Esta mañana escuchando un tango de Luis Salinas… es pura emoción. Te sacude de forma milagrosa removiendo la nostalgia adormecida, que a veces piensas que se ha ido de forma definitiva pero inesperadamente vuelve para recordarte que las emociones más intensas también duelen fisicamente.



jueves, enero 03, 2008

Like a Hurricane (Neil young)

Once I thought I saw you
in a crowded hazy bar,
Dancing on the light
from star to star.
Far across the moonbeam
I know that's who you are,
I saw your brown eyes
turning once to fire.

You are like a hurricane
There's calm in your eye.
And I'm gettin' blown away
To somewhere safer
where the feeling stays.
I want to love you but
I'm getting blown away.

I am just a dreamer,
but you are just a dream,
You could have been
anyone to me.
Before that moment
you touched my lips
That perfect feeling
when time just slips
Away between us
on our foggy trip.

You are like a hurricane
There's calm in your eye.
And I'm gettin' blown away
To somewhere safer
where the feeling stays.
I want to love you but
I'm getting blown away.

You are just a dreamer,
and I am just a dream.
You could have been
anyone to me.
Before that moment
you touched my lips
That perfect feeling
when time just slips
Away between us
on our foggy trip.

You are like a hurricane
There's calm in your eye.
And I'm gettin' blown away
To somewhere safer
where the feeling stays.
I want to love you but
I'm getting blown away.