23 marzo 2011
Siempre
Siempre
Soy yo y no otra persona
el que (me) salvo
el que (me) hundo
el que (me) hago daño
el que (me) hago el amor
el que (me) hago llorar
el que (me) hago reír
el que (me) descubro
el que (me) abro
el que (me) cierro
el que (me) disfruto
el que (me) molesto
el que (me) limpio
el que (me) contamino
el que (me) engancho
el que (me) acerco
el que (me) alejo
Soy yo y no otra persona
el que (me) interrumpo la experiencia
el que (me) permito la sensación
el que (me) hablo mal
el que (me) digo palabras agradables
el que (me) agredo
el que (me) cuido
el que (me) doy el abrazo
el que (me) atiendo
el que (me) dejo
el que (me) acepto
el que (me) amarro
el que (me) rechazo
el que (me) suelto
el que (me) odio
el que (me) amo
el que (me) doy
el que (me) quito
Soy yo y no otra persona
(mi) maestro
(mi) discípulo
(mi) amigo
(mi) enemigo
Siempre
Todo está dentro (de mí)
Nada hay que buscar fuera (de mí)
Lo que (me) sucede en el universo (mío) es (mi) causa y (mi) efecto
Lo que doy, me lo doy
Lo que no doy, me lo quito
Todo (me) sucede para (mi) bien
[En cursivas, reflexión de Alejandro Jodorowsky]
We can stick around and see this night through
Siento que hay música con sol
con luz
música que me salpica
agradablemente
y me refresca
música
para poco antes de salir del trabajo
para limpiar con energía
para bailar descalzo sobre la hierba
para planear un día ilusionante
para abrir los balcones, convertirme en aire y jugar con las nubes
If i told you things i did before
told you how i used to be
would you go along with someone like me
if you knew my story word for word
had all of my history
would you go along with someone like me
i did before and had my share
it didn’t lead nowhere
i would go along with someone like you
it doesn’t matter what you did
who you were hanging with
we could stick around and see this night through
and we don’t care about the young folks
talkin’ ’bout the young style
and we don’t care about the old folks
talkin’ ’bout the old style too
and we don’t care about their own faults
talkin’ ’bout our own style
all we care ’bout is talking
talking only me and you
usually when things has gone this far
people tend to disappear
no one will surprise me unless you do
i can tell there’s something goin’ on
hours seems to disappear
everyone is leaving i’m still with you
it doesn’t matter what we do
where we are going too
we can stick around and see this night through
and we don’t care about the young folks
talkin’ ’bout the young style
and we don’t care about the old folks
talkin’ ’bout the old style too
and we don’t care about their own faults
talkin’ ’bout our own style
all we care ’bout is talking
talking only me and you
and we don’t care about the young folks
talkin’ ’bout the young style
and we don’t care about the old folks
talkin’ ’bout the old style too
and we don’t care about their own faults
talkin’ ’bout our own style
all we care ’bout is talking
talking only me and you
talking only me and you
talking only me and you
talking only me and you
[Peter, Bjorn and John - Young folks]
con luz
música que me salpica
agradablemente
y me refresca
música
para poco antes de salir del trabajo
para limpiar con energía
para bailar descalzo sobre la hierba
para planear un día ilusionante
para abrir los balcones, convertirme en aire y jugar con las nubes
If i told you things i did before
told you how i used to be
would you go along with someone like me
if you knew my story word for word
had all of my history
would you go along with someone like me
i did before and had my share
it didn’t lead nowhere
i would go along with someone like you
it doesn’t matter what you did
who you were hanging with
we could stick around and see this night through
and we don’t care about the young folks
talkin’ ’bout the young style
and we don’t care about the old folks
talkin’ ’bout the old style too
and we don’t care about their own faults
talkin’ ’bout our own style
all we care ’bout is talking
talking only me and you
usually when things has gone this far
people tend to disappear
no one will surprise me unless you do
i can tell there’s something goin’ on
hours seems to disappear
everyone is leaving i’m still with you
it doesn’t matter what we do
where we are going too
we can stick around and see this night through
and we don’t care about the young folks
talkin’ ’bout the young style
and we don’t care about the old folks
talkin’ ’bout the old style too
and we don’t care about their own faults
talkin’ ’bout our own style
all we care ’bout is talking
talking only me and you
and we don’t care about the young folks
talkin’ ’bout the young style
and we don’t care about the old folks
talkin’ ’bout the old style too
and we don’t care about their own faults
talkin’ ’bout our own style
all we care ’bout is talking
talking only me and you
talking only me and you
talking only me and you
talking only me and you
[Peter, Bjorn and John - Young folks]
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