THE LUNATIC IS ON THE GRASS: Pido el silencio

lunes 21 de abril de 2008

Pido el silencio

Canta, lastimada mía
Cervantes

aunque es tarde, es noche,
y tú no puedes.

Canta como si no pasara nada.

Nada pasa

Alejandra Pizarnik

Para mi, que canto como si no pasara nada...

1 comentarios:

jonay dijo...: Hola!!! Estaba perdido y no m deje caer por aqui!!!! Fuerte cabeza la mia:P

Espero que andes mas animada desde la entrada anterior!!!! :)

PD: MUy buenas tus pelis favotiras :)

Besos marplatense!; 28 de abril de 2008 15:05

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Peliculas

Almost famous
Amores Perros
Apocalipsis now
Atrapado sin salida
Barry Lyndon
Blow
Casablanca
El joven manos de tijera
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind
Go!
Jackie Brown
Kill Bill I y II
LA Confidencial
La naranja mecanica
La vida es bella
Lo que el viento se llevo
Los sospechosos de siempre
Midnight express
Nueve reinas
Panico y locura en Las Vegas
Pulp Fiction
Reservoir dogs
Shakespeare in love
Tarde de perros
Taxi driver
The Royal Tenembauns
The silence of the lamb
Vertigo
y mas...

Capítuo 7

Toco tu boca, con un dedo toco el borde de tu boca, voy dibujándola como si saliera de mi mano, como si por primera vez tu boca se entreabriera, y me basta cerrar los ojos para deshacerlo todo y recomenzar, hago nacer cada vez la boca que deseo, la boca que mi mano elige y te dibuja en la cara, una boca elegida entre todas, con soberana libertad elegida por mí para dibujarla con mi mano por tu cara, y que por un azar que no busco comprender coincide exactamente con tu boca que sonríe por debajo de la que mi mano te dibuja.

Me miras, de cerca me miras, cada vez más de cerca y entonces jugamos al cíclope, nos miramos cada vez más de cerca y nuestros ojos se agrandan, se acercan entre sí, se superponen y los cíclopes se miran, respirando confundidos, las bocas se encuentran y luchan tibiamente, mordiéndose con los labios, apoyando apenas la lengua en los dientes, jugando en sus recintos donde un aire pesado va y viene con un perfume viejo y un silencio. Entonces mis manos buscan hundirse en tu pelo, acariciar lentamente la profundidad de tu pelo mientras nos besamos como si tuviéramos la boca llena de flores o de peces, de movimientos vivos, de fragancia oscura. Y si nos mordemos el dolor es dulce, y si nos ahogamos en un breve y terrible absorber simultáneo del aliento, esa instantánea muerte es bella. Y hay una sola saliva y un solo sabor a fruta madura, y yo te siento temblar contra mí como una luna en el agua.

Sweetness

She brings the sunshine
to a rainy afternoon;
She puts the sweetness in,
stirs it with a spoon.
She watches for my moods,
never brings me down;
She puts the sweetness in,
all around.
She knows just what to say
to make me feel so good inside.
And when I'm all alone
I feel I don't want to hide, hide, hide.
Today she brought me in,
told me where she'd been;
She put my mind at rest,
put the sweetness in.
I'll ask her for some time
to go and look around;
She puts the sweetness in
with a sound.
She knows just what to say
to make a sunny day.
And when I'm all alone
I really don't feel that way.
Tell me, how would you feel
with no world of your own
and nobody to hold?
I just can't see the way;
I'm so glad it's today
and you're here,
you're here.
She brings the sunshine
to a rainy afternoon;
She puts the sweetness in,
stirs it with a spoon.
She watches for my moods,
never brings me down;
She puts the sweetness in,
all around.
She knows just what to say
to make me feel so good inside.
And when I'm all alone
I really don't feel that way.
Oh how I need her so,
I know she'll never go.
Doo doo doo doot n doo.
She'll never leave me,
believe me, no.
Doo doo doo doot n doo.
She'll never go,
no no no no no no no no.

I'll be your mirror

I'll be your mirror
reflect what you are,
in case you dont know
I'll be the wind,
the rain and the sunset
the light on your door
to show that youre home
when you think the night has seen your mind
that inside youre twisted and unkind
let me stand to show that you are blind
please put down your hands
cause I see you
I find it hard
to believe you dont know
the beauty that you are
but if you dont let me be your eyes
a hand in your darkness,
so you wont be afraid
when you think the night has seen your mind
that inside youre twisted and unkind
let me stand to show that you are blind
please put down your hands
cause I see you
I'll be your mirror

Strawberry Fields Forever

Let me take you down
'cos I'm going to
Strawberry Fields
Nothing is real
And nothing to get hung about
Strawberry Fields forever
Living is easy with eyes closed
Misunderstanding all you see
It's getting hard to be someone
But it all works out
It doesn't matter much to me
Let me take you down
'cos I'm going to
Strawberry Fields
Nothing is real
And nothing to get hung about
Strawberry Fields forever
No one I think is in my tree
I mean it must be high or low
That is you can't you know tune in
But it's all right
That is I think it's not too bad
Let me take you down
'cos I'm going to Strawberry Fields
Nothing is real
And nothing to get hung about
Strawberry Fields forever
Always, no sometimes,
I think it's me
But you know
I know when it's a dream
I think I know
I mean a "Yes"
But it's all wrong
That is I think I disagree

THE LUNATIC IS ON THE GRASS

lunes 21 de abril de 2008

Pido el silencio

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