martes, 30 de diciembre de 2014

Shape Of My Heart





He deals the cards as a meditation
And those he plays never suspect
He doesn't play for the money he wins
He don't play for respect

He deals the cards to find the answer
The sacred geometry of chance
The hidden law of a probable outcome
The numbers lead a dance

I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart

He may play the Jack of diamonds
He may lay the Queen of spades
He may conceal a King in his hand
While the memory of it fades

I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart
That's not the shape, the shape of my heart

And if I told you that I loved you
You'd maybe think there's something wrong
I'm not a man of too many faces
The mask I wear is one

But those who speak know nothing
And find out to their cost
Like those who curse their luck in too many places
And those who fear a loss

I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart
That's not the shape of my heart
That's not the shape, the shape of my heart 

sábado, 27 de diciembre de 2014

The Blower's Daughter





And so it is
Just like you said it would be
Life goes easy on me
Most of the time
And so it is
The shorter story
No love, no glory
No hero in her sky

I can't take my eyes off of you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off of you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes...

And so it is
Just like you said it should be
We'll both forget the breeze
Most of the time
And so it is
The colder water
The blower's daughter
The pupil in denial

I can't take my eyes off of you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off of you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes...

Did I say that I loathe you?
Did I say that I want to
Leave it all behind?

I can't take my mind off of you
I can't take my mind off you
I can't take my mind off of you
I can't take my mind off you
I can't take my mind off you
I can't take my mind...
My mind...my mind...
'Til I find somebody new

viernes, 26 de diciembre de 2014

Ó Gente da Minha Terra







É meu e vosso este fado
Destino que nos amarra
Por mais que seja negado
Às cordas de uma guitarra

Sempre que se ouve um gemido
Numa guitarra a cantar
Fica-se logo perdido
Com vontade de chorar

Ó gente da minha terra
Agora é que eu percebi
Esta tristeza que trago
Foi de vós que a recebi

E pareceria ternura
Se eu me deixasse embalar
Era maior a amargura
Menos triste o meu cantar

Ó gente da minha terra
Agora é que eu percebi
Esta tristeza que trago
Foi de vós que a recebi


lunes, 22 de diciembre de 2014

You are so beautiful







You are so beautiful
To me
You are so beautiful
To me
Can't you see

You're everything I hope for
You're everything I need
You are so beautiful to me
You are so beautiful to me

You are so beautiful
To me
Can't you see
You're everything I hope for
You're every, everything I need
You are so beautiful to me

sábado, 13 de diciembre de 2014

Photograph





Loving can hurt
Loving can hurt sometimes
But it's the only thing
That I know

And when it gets hard
You know it can get hard sometimes
It is the only thing that makes us feel alive

We keep this love in a photograph
We make these memories for ourselves
Where our eyes are never closing
Hearts are never broken
And time's forever frozen still

So you can keep me
Inside the pocket
Of your ripped jeans
Holdin' me closer
Til our eyes meet
You won't ever be alone
Wait for me to come home

Loving can heal
Loving can mend your soul
And is the only thing
That I know (know)
I swear it will get easier
Remember that with every piece of ya
And it's the only thing we take with us when we die

We keep this love in a photograph
We make these memories for ourselves
Where our eyes are never closing
Our hearts were never broken
And times forever frozen still

So you can keep me
Inside the pocket
Of your ripped jeans
Holdin' me closer
Till our eyes meet
You won't ever be alone

And if you hurt me
Well that's ok baby there'll be worst things
Inside these pages you just hold me
And I won't ever let you go

Wait for me to come home
Wait for me to come home
Wait for me to come home
Wait for me to come home

Oh you can keep me
Inside the necklace you got when you were 16
Next to your heartbeat
Where I should be
Keep it deep within your soul

And if you hurt me
Well that's ok baby there'll be worst things
Inside these pages you just hold me
And I won't ever let you go

When I'm away
I will remember how you kissed me
Under the lamppost
Back on 6th street
Hearing you whisper through the phone
Wait for me to come home


jueves, 27 de noviembre de 2014

Thunderstruck





I was caught
In the middle of a railroad track. 
I looked round
And I knew there was no turning back
My mind raced
And I thought what could I do
And I knew
There was no help, no help from yo

Sound of the drums
Beatin' in my heart
The thunder of guns
Tore me apart
You've been - thunderstruck

Went down the highway
Broke the limit, we hit the town
Went through to Texas, yeah Texas
And we had some fun
We met some girls
Some dancers who gave a good time
Broke all the rules, played all the fools
Yeah, yeah, they, they, they blew our minds

I was shakin' at the knees
Could I come again please?
Yeah the ladies were too kind
You've been - thunderstruck, thunderstruck
Yeah yeah yeah, thunderstruck

Oh, thunderstruck, yeah

Now we're shaking at the knees
Could I come again please?

Thunderstruck, thunderstruck
Yeah yeah yeah, thunderstruck
Thunderstruck, yeah, yeah, yeah

Said yeah, it's alright
We're doing fine
Yeah, it's alright
We're doing fine

Thunderstruck, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Thunderstruck, thunderstruck, thunderstruck
Whoa baby, baby, thunderstruck
You've been thunderstruck, thunderstruck
Thunderstruck, thunderstruck
You've been thunderstruck

miércoles, 26 de noviembre de 2014

Love of my life





Love of my life, you've hurt me
You've broken my heart
And now you leave me
Love of my life, can't you see?
Bring it back, bring it back
Don't take it away from me
Because you don't know
What it means to me

Love of my life, don't leave me
You've taken my love
And now desert me
Love of my life, can't you see?
Bring it back, bring it back
Don't take it away from me
Because you don't know
What it means to me

You will remember
When this is blown over
And everything's all by the way
When I grow older
I will be there at your side
To remind you how I still love you
I still love you

Hurry back, hurry back
Please, bring it back home to me
Because you don't know
What it means to me

Love of my life
Love of my life

domingo, 23 de noviembre de 2014

Cambalache





Que el mundo fue y sera una porqueria,
ya lo sé…
En el quinientos seis
y en el dos mil también
Que siempre ha habido chorros,
maquiavelos y estafaos,
contentos y amargaos,
valores y dublés…
Pero que el siglo veinte
es un despliegue
de maldad insolente
ya no hay quien lo niegue.
Vivimos revolcaos en un merengue
y en un mismo lodo
todos manoseaos…

Hoy resulta que es lo mismo
ser derecho que traidor...
Ignorante, sabio, chorro,
generoso o estafador
Todo es igual. Nada es mejor
Lo mismo un burro
que un gran profesor
No hay aplazaos ni escalafón,
los inmorales nos han igualao.
Si uno vive en la impostura
y otro roba en su ambición,
da lo mismo que sea cura,
colchonero, rey de bastos,
caradura o polizón…

Qué falta de respeto,
que atropello a la razón
Cualquiera es un señor
Cualquiera es un ladrón
Mezclao con Stavisky va Don Bosco
y “La Mignon,”
Don Chicho y Napoleón,
Carnera y San Martin…
Igual que en la vidriera irrespetuosa
de los cambalaches
se ha mezclao la vida
y herida por un sable sin remache
ves llorar la Biblia
contra un bandoneón.

Siglo veinte, cambalache
problemático y febril
El que no llora, no mama,
y el que no roba es un gil.
Dale no más. Dale que va
Que allá en el horno
nos vamo a encontrar
No pienses más,
sentate a un lao.
Que a nadie importa
si naciste honrao.
Que es lo mismo el que trabaja
noche y día, como un buey
que el que vive de los otros,
que el que mata que el que cura
o esta fuera de la ley.



sábado, 15 de noviembre de 2014

Leave Your Lover





I don't have much to give, but I don't care for gold
What use is money, when you need someone to hold?
Don't have direction, I'm just rolling down this road
Waiting for you to bring me in from out the cold

You'll never know the endless nights, the rhyming of the rain
Or how it feels to fall behind and watch you call his name

Pack up and leave everything
Don't you see what I can bring
Can't keep this beating heart at bay
Set my midnight sorrow free
I will give you all of me
Just leave your lover, leave him for me
Leave your lover, leave him for me

We sit in bars and raise our drinks to growing old
Oh, I'm in love with you and you will never know
But if I can't have you I'll walk this life alone
Spare you the rising storms and let the rivers flow

You'll never know the endless nights, the rhyming of the rain
Or how it feels to fall behind and watch you call his name

Pack up and leave everything
Don't you see what I can bring
Can't keep this beating heart at bay
Set my midnight sorrow free
I will give you all of me
Just leave your lover, leave him for me
Leave your lover, leave him for me
Leave your lover, leave him for me



miércoles, 29 de octubre de 2014

Le di a la caza alcance





Tras de un amoroso lance,
y no de esperanza falto,
volé tan alto, tan alto,
que le di a la caza alcance.

1.

Para que yo alcance diese
a aqueste lance divino,
tanto volar me convino
que de vista me perdiese;
y con todo, en este trance,
en el vuelo quedé falto;
mas el amor fue tan alto,
que le di a la caza alcance.

2.

Cuando más alto subía
deslumbróseme la vista,
y la más fuerte conquista
en oscuro se hacía;
mas, por ser de amor el lance,
di un ciego y oscuro salto,
y fui tan alto, tan alto,
que le di a la caza alcance.

3.

Cuanto más alto llegaba
de este lance tan subido,
tanto más bajo y rendido
y abatido me hallaba;
dije: ¡No habrá quien alcance!;
y abatime tanto, tanto,
que fui tan alto, tan alto,
que le di a la caza alcance.

4.

Por una extraña manera,
mil vuelos pasé de un vuelo,
porque esperanza de cielo
tanto alcanza cuanto espera;
esperé sólo este lance,
y en esperar no fui falto,
pues fui tan alto, tan alto,
que le di a la caza alcance.

San Juan de la Cruz

sábado, 6 de septiembre de 2014

What good am I





What good am I some like all the rest
If I just turn away when I see how you're dressed
If I shut myself off so I can't hear you cry
What good am I ? 

 What good am I if I know and don't do
If I see and don't say if I look right through you
If I turn a deaf ear to the thunderin' sky
What good am I ?

 What good am I while you softly weep
And I hear in my head what you say in your sleep
And I freeze in the moment like the rest who don't try
What good am I ?

 What good am I then to others and me
If I had every chance and yet still fail to see
If my hands are tied must I not wonder within
Who tied them and why and where must I have been.

 What good am I if I say foolish things
And I laugh in the face of what sorrow brings
And I just turn my back while you silently die
What good am I ?

jueves, 4 de septiembre de 2014

martes, 26 de agosto de 2014

Gold





And I love her so
I wouldn't trade her for gold
I'm walking on moon beams
I was born with a silver spoon
And i'm gonna be me
I'm gonna be free
I'm walking on moon beams
and staring out to sea

 
And if a door be closed
then a row of homes start building
and tear your curtains down
for sunlight is like gold


And you better be you
And do what you can do
When you're walking on moon beams
Staring out to sea
Cause if your skin was soil
How long do you think before they start diggin'
and if your life was gold
how long would you think you'd stay livin'?
Hey


And I love her so
I wouldn't trade her for gold



martes, 8 de julio de 2014

Gracias viejo





En Barracas la boquita de la boca
el silbato dio comienzo a tu partido.
No soñabas con laureles esportivos
solamente con jugar a la pelota.

De muchacho en otros campos te entrenaste
y templaste tu carácter con Don Fierro.
La justicia sobre todo reclamaste
con coraje impuesto por el buen criterio.

Gracias viejo por la emoción que nos diste.
Gracias viejo por ese fútbol de ayer.
Con regates al contrario sorprendiste.
En la vida y en el juego sorprende tu honradez.

Gracias viejo por tus lecciones de artista.
Rauda flecha que nos logró conmover.
Don Alfredo gardeliano y futbolista.
sos un malabarista del balón y los pies.

Gambeteando los vaivenes del destino
en el césped has sido genio del encanto.
Con tu empuje arrabalero enternecido
que en la vida y en la cancha caben tanto.

Manejando diestra y zurda con soltura
sin amagos, encubiertos ni rezongos.
No te olvidas de lo humilde de tu cuna
cuando grita ¡Campeón! La peña Hongo.

Gracias viejo por la emoción que nos diste.
Gracias viejo por ese fútbol de ayer.
Con gambetas al contrario sorprendiste.
En la vida y en el juego sorprende tu honradez.

Gracias viejo por tus lecciones de artista.
Rauda flecha que nos logró conmover.
Don Alfredo gardeliano y futbolista.
sos un malabarista del balón y los pies.

jueves, 24 de abril de 2014

Perfect Day



Just a perfect day
Drink Sangria in the park
And then later
When it gets dark, we go home

Just a perfect day
Feed animals in the zoo
Then later
A movie, too, and then home

Oh, it's such a perfect day
I'm glad I spent it with you
Oh, such a perfect day
You just keep me hanging on
You just keep me hanging on

Just a perfect day
Problems all left alone
Weekenders on our own
It's such fun

Just a perfect day
You made me forget myself
I thought I was
Someone else, someone good

Oh, it's such a perfect day
I'm glad I spent it with you
Oh, such a perfect day
You just keep me hanging on
You just keep me hanging on

You're going to reap just what you sow
You're going to reap just what you sow
You're going to reap just what you sow
You're going to reap just what you sow

jueves, 17 de abril de 2014

Dernière Danse



Oh ma douce souffrance
Pourquoi s'acharner tu recommence
Je ne suis qu'un etre sans importance
Sans lui je suis un peu paro
Je déambule seule dans le metro
Une derniere danse
Pour oublier ma peine immense
Je veux m'enfuire que tout recommence
Oh ma douce souffrance

Je remue le ciel le jour, la nuit
Je danse avec le vent la pluie
Un peu d'amour un brin de miel
Et je danse, danse, danse, danse, danse, danse, danse
Et dans le bruit, je cours et j'ai peur
Est ce mon tour?
Vient la douleur...
Dans tout paris, je m'abandonne
Et je m'en vole, vole, vole, vole, vole, vole, vole
Que d'espérance.
Sur ce chemin en ton absence
J'ai beau trimer, sans toi ma vie n'est qu'un decore qui brille,
vide de sense

Je remue le ciel le jour, la nuit
Je danse avec le vent la pluie
Un peu d'amour un brin de miel
Et je danse, danse, danse, danse, danse, danse, danse
Et dans le bruit, je cours et j'ai peur
Est ce mon tour?
Vient la douleur...
Dans tout paris, je m'abandonne
Et je m'en vole, vole, vole, vole, vole, vole, vole

Dans cette douce souffrance.
Dont j'ai payé toutes les offenses
Ecoute comme mon cœur est immense
Je suis une enfant du monde

Je remue le ciel le jour, la nuit
Je danse avec le vent la pluie
Un peu d'amour un brin de miel
Et je danse, danse, danse, danse, danse, danse, danse
Et dans le bruit, je cours et j'ai peur

Est ce mon tour?

Vient la douleur...

Dans tout paris, je m'abandonne

Et je m'en vole, vole, vole, vole, vole, vole, vole



jueves, 3 de abril de 2014

Elephants




If the elephants have past lives
Yet are destined to always remember
It's no wonder how they scream
Like you and I they must have some temper

And I am dreaming of them on the plains
Dirtying up their beds
Watching for some sign of rain
To cool their hot heads

And how dare that you send me that card
When I'm doing all that I can do
You are forcing me to remember
When all I want is to just forget you

If the tiger shall protect her young
Then tell me how did you slip by
All my instincts have failed me for once
I must have somehow slept the whole night

And I am dreaming of them with their kill
Tearing it all apart
Blood dripping from their lips
And teeth sinking into heart

And how dare that you say you will call
When you know I need some peace of mind
If you had to take sides with the animals
Won't you do it with one who is kind?

If the hawks in the trees need the dead
If you're living you don't stand a chance
For a time though you share the same bed
There are only two ends to this dance

You can flee with your wounds just in time
Or lie there as he feeds
Watching yourself ripped to shreds
Laughing at as you bleed

So for those of you falling in love
Keep it kind, keep it good, keep it right
Throw yourself in the midst of danger
But keep one eye open at night


lunes, 17 de febrero de 2014

Poem of the Atoms








ای روز برآ که ذره‌ها رقص کنند
Ey ruz bar'â ke zarre hâ raqs konand

آن کس که از او چرخ و هوا رقص کنند
ân kas ke azoo charkh o havâ raqs konan

جانها ز خوشی بی‌سر و پا رقص کنند
jânhâ ze khoshi bi saro pâ raqs konand

در گوش تو گویم که کجا رقص کنند
dar gushe to guyam ke kojâ raqs konand.

هر ذره که در هوا و در هامون است
har zarre ke dar havâ o dar hâmun ast

نیکو نگرش، که همچو ما مفتون است
niku negarash ke hamcho mâ maftun ast

هر ذره اگر خوش است، اگر محزون است
har zarre agar khosh ast agar mahzun ast

سرگشته خورشید خوش بی‌چون است
sargashteye khorshide khoshe bichun as


O day, arise! The atoms are dancing

Thanks to Him the universe is dancing

The souls are dancing, overcome with ecstasy

I'll whisper in your ear where their dance is taking them

All the atoms in the air and in the desert know well, they seem insane

Every single atom, happy or miserable

Becomes enamoured of the sun, of which nothing can be said

viernes, 7 de febrero de 2014

Divine





Good-Bye, baby
Baby, good-bye
Divine, oh Divine
Falling like a picture of time

 

Oh he was the Mother of America
He was my self-determined guru
Myself, I hold your big fat heart in my hands

 

And I hold your burning heart in my hands
A supernova
A flame on fire
Shining in the darkness

 

Did someone mention a rapture
Well I turn to think of you
Who walked the way with so much pain
Who holds the mirror up to fools

 

And I'll murder the ingrates
Who stand in our way!
And I'll swallow sh_t, laughing
On my bed of hay!

 

And I hold your burning heart in my hands
And I hold your burning heart in my hands
A supernova
A flame on fire
Shining in the darkness

 

Divine
Divine

 

A supernova
A flame on fire
Shining in the darkness

Babylon





Friday night I'm going nowhere
All the lights are changing green to red
Turning over TV stations
Situations running through my head
Well looking back through time
You know it's clear that I've been blind
I've been a fool
To ever open up my heart
To all that jealousy, that bitterness, that ridicule

Saturday I'm running wild
And all the lights are changing red to green
Moving through the crowd I'm pushing
Chemicals all rushing through my bloodstream
Only wish that you were here
You know I'm seeing it so clear
I've been afraid
To tell you how I really feel
Admit to some of those bad mistakes I've made

If you want it
Come and get it
Crying out loud
The love that I was
Giving you was
Never in doubt
Let go your heart
Let go your head
And feel it now

Babylon, Babylon

Sunday all the lights of London
Shining , Sky is fading red to blue
I'm kicking through the Autumn leaves
And wondering where it is you might be going to
Turning back for home
You know I'm feeling so alone
I can't believe
Climbing on the stair
I turn around to see you smiling there
In front of me

If you want it
Come and get it
Crying out loud
The love that I was
Giving you was
Never in doubt
And feel it now
Let go your heart
Let go your head
And feel it now
Let go your heart
Let go your head
And feel it now
Let go your heart
Let go your head
And feel it now
Let go your heart
Let go your head
And feel it now

Babylon, Babylon, Babylon

martes, 4 de febrero de 2014

Wherever I Lay My Hat (That's My Home)




By the look in your eye I can tell you're gonna cry.
Is it over me?
If it is, save your tears
for I'm not worth it, you see.
For I'm the type of boy who is always on the roam,
wherever I lay my hat that's my home,
I'm telling you that's my home.

You had romance, did you break it by chance
over me?
If it's so I'd like for you to know
that I'm not worth it, you see.
For I'm the type of boy who is always on the roam, mm,
wherever I lay my hat that's my home,
mm, that's my home.

Oh, you keep telling me, you keep telling me I'm your man.
What do I have to do to make you understand?
For I'm the type of guy who gives girl the eye,
everybody knows.
But I love them and I leave them,
break their hearts and deceive them everywhere I go.
Don't you know that I'm the type of man who is always on the roam,
wherever I lay my hat that's my home.
wherever I lay my hat, oh oh, that's my home, mm yeh,
that's my home
and I like it that way.