jueves, 1 de febrero de 2007

Demasiado Aceto

 

Es tarde,

hace un rato que se ha apagado la calefacción

y ahora la casa está fría.

 

Ya no se oyen voces,

ni pasos, ni risas, ni erres.

 

Le puse demasiado aceto.

 

 

 

Frente - Bizarre Love Triangle (New Order cover)

 

Every time I think of you
I get a shot right through
Into a bolt of blue
It's no problem of mine
But it's a problem I find
Living the life that I can't leave behind

 

There's no sense in telling me
The wisdom of a fool won't set you free
But that's the way that it goes
And it's what nobody knows
And every day my confusion grows

 

Every time I see you falling
I get down on my knees and pray
I'm waiting for the final moment
You say the words that I can't say

 

I feel fine and I feel good
I feel like I never should
Whenever I get this way
I just don't know what to say
Why can't we be ourselves like we were yesterday

 

I'm not sure what this could mean
I don't think you're what you seem
I do admit to myself
That if I hurt someone else
Then I'll never see just what we're meant to be

 

Every time I see you falling
I get down on my knees and pray
I'm waiting for the final moment
You'll say the words that I can't say

 

Every time I see you falling
I'll get down on my knees and pray
I'm waiting for the final moment
You'll say the words that I can't say

 

 


 

 


 


 


 

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