"DEDICADO a los pecados de la juventud, al desorden de principios como medio en la universal era del universal desencanto y a la absoluta rebelión frente a la totalidad de la simpleza, así como a la libertad en sí misma..."Alfred Jarry

samedi, juillet 09, 2005

DEDICATION SCENE

Un poco de sentimentalismo no le hace mal a nadie, hoy en cuestion le quiero dedicar esta cancion a una muchacha muy especial, que dia a dia me hace reir cada vez mas y que, a pesar de que recien nos conocimos este año, siento que la conozco desde hace 1.000.000 de años. Consumidora por natualeza, me contagia su alegria todos los dias y me hace ver el lado bueno de la vida. Es algo peligroso que haga tantas cosas buenas juntas?? No se hable más, Cam, esta te la debo a vos, el mejor cuatrimestre lejos, las ratas y todo junto. Te quiero mucho nena... y como sabes, lo prometido es deuda... TE QUIEROOOO!!!

How long before I get in
Before it starts, before I begin?
How long before you decide
Before I know what it feels like?
Where to, where do I go?
If you never try, then you'll never know
How long do I have to climb
Up on the side of this mountain of mine?
Look up, I look up at night
Planets are moving at the speed of light
Climb up, up in the trees
Every chance that you get is a chance you seize
How long am I gonna stand
With my head stuck under the sand?
I’ll start before I can stop
Before I see things the right way up
All that noise, and all that sound
All those places that I have found
And birds go flying at the speed of sound
To show you how it all began
Birds came flying from the underground
If you could see it then you'd understand
Ideas that you'll never find
Or the inventors could never design
The buildings that you put up
Japan and China all lit up
The sign that I couldn't read
Or the light that I couldn't see
Some things you have to believe
But others are puzzles, puzzling me
All that noise, and all that sound
All those places that I have found
And birds go flying at the speed of sound
To show you how it all began
Birds came flying from the underground
If you could see it then you'd understand
Oh when you see it then you'll understand
All those signs, I knew what they meant
Some things you can't invent
Some get made, and some get sent
Ooh…
Birds go flying at the speed of sound
To show you how it all began
Birds came flying from the underground
If you could see it then you'd understand
Oh, when you see it then you'll understand
P.D.: DE DONDE CUERNOS SACO UN ESPOSO ANTES DE LOS 25 AHORA? JAJA ESA ME PARECE QUE QUEDA COMO DEUDA....

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonyme said...

muy lindo el nuevo blog..salu2
huevo

4:01 AM

 

Enregistrer un commentaire

<< Home