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31 dic 2013

PÁJARO SUNRISE






KINDA FANTASTIC

Well, there's that sparkle in your eyes
as if you had drunk a bit to much
doesn't it fit you like a glove?
kinda fantastic.

I see you climbing up the roof
just for the fun of getting nue.
bikini strips glow in the sun
kinda fantastic

Kinda fantastic,
stars don't know their names.
Kinda fantastic,
we wake and they're still there.
Kinda fantastic.

Well there's a riddle in your hair,
a bit of you spread everywhere.
no use in asking, got to guess.
kinda fantastic.

I am not getting carried away,
i know no words to tell the tale
out over the hills a giant sleeps
kinda fantastic.

(sweet and elastic,
you look fantastic.
german dancing,
russian plastic)

If there's a way
there must be your way
you keep in mind.

If there's a land,
there must be your land
the land of german dancing, russian plastic.

22 dic 2013

CHLÖE HOWL




"Paper Heart"
Stuck in the shade of your ego again,
Think you got me tamed, but it's still pretend
You think I'm under control but I have my doubts
Stuck on repeat like a broken cassette, sitting around smokin' your cigarettes
I'm burning on bruised and I'm going out.

I'm shrugging it off, all the shit that you do
because I'm bored to death with you
I'm cuttin' the chord now darlin'.

It's not me that you think you need.
It's not me cause we have torn apart.
Let me go cause I need to breath,
I won't be screwed in your paper heart.

I won't do what I'm told, you won't say what you mean
You were so hurt and cold and lost me in-between
You love with your hate and your petty games.

I'm giving it up, I don't wanna see
Another fake apology
I'm letting it out now darlin'

It's not me that you think you need.
It's not me cause we have torn apart.
Let me go cause I need release,
I won't be screwed in your paper heart.
Paper heart,
Paper, paper, (heart) paper,
paper heart.

And all of the dirt, and the stormy weather
Says we don't fit together
I'm drawing the line now darlin'

It's not me that you think you need.
It's not me cause we have torn apart.
Let me go cause I need to breath,
I won't be screwed in your paper heart.

(It's not me that you think you need)

Paper heart, paper heart,
Let me go cause I need release
I won't be screwed up in you paper heart

29 nov 2013

ONEREPUBLIC










Though The Night Was Made For Loving

Once more I hold you in my arms;
And once more I lost myself in
A paradise of my own.

Right now you and I are in
A golden boat drifting freely on a sunny sea
Far, far away from the human world.
I am happy as the waves dancing around us.

Too much analysis kills spontaneity,
As too much light dazzles my eyes.
Too much truth astonishes me.
Despite all obstacles,
Love still exists between us.

It is useless to try to stir the dirt
Out of the muddy water,
As it will be come murkier.
But leave it alone,
And if it should be cleared;
It will become clear by itself.



Bruce Lee




25 nov 2013

BRUCE LEE


Tres poemas escritos por Bruce:




Aquellos que saben no hablan;
aquellos que hablan no saben.
Detén tu lógica
Deja que lo agudo pierda su filo,
que las marañas se resuelvan,
la luz se temple
y la agitación acalle;
pues esta es la unidad mística
a donde el sabio es llevado

No por afecto
ni por distancia
ni por ganancia o pérdida
ni por vergüenza ni por honor.

Por acuerdo general, todo el mundo
lo tiene como el más alto.



* * *



Una voluntad flexible tiene disposición tranquila, suave como mullidas plumas,
una quietud, un contraerse de la acción, una apariencia de inhabilidad para hacer.
Plácidamente libre de ansiedad, uno actúa con el tiempo oportuno; uno se mueve 
y revuelve en la línea de la creación. 


Uno no se adelanta –responde a la disposición de las influencias.

No establecer nada respecto a uno mismo. Dejar que las cosas
sean lo que son, se muevan como agua o reposen como un espejo,
respondan como un eco, pasen velozmente a la inexistencia
y sean discretas como la pureza.



Aquellos que ganan, pierden. No precedas a otros, síguelos siempre.



* * *


En vida, un hombre es blando, suave;
muerto, inflexible y rígido.
Toda criatura, hierba y árboles, en vida
tienen plasticidad y maleabilidad también;
pero muertos se desmenuzan y secan.
El rigor inflexible va de la mano de la muerte,
y la suavidad que cede acompaña a la vida.
Los soldados inflexibles no obtienen victorias;
el árbol más firme es el más listo para el hacha.
Lo fuerte y poderoso se derrumba en su lugar;
lo suave y flexible se alza sobre todos ellos.




BRUCE LEE



Be water, my friend







Frase en su contexto: “Don’t get set into one form, adapt it and build your own, and let it grow, be like water. Empty your mind, be formless, shapeless — like water. If you put water into a cup, it becomes the cup. You put water into a bottle it becomes the bottle. You put it in a teapot it becomes the teapot. Now, water can flow or it can crash. Be water my friend”.

Traducción: “No te establezcas en una forma, adáptala y construye la tuya propia, y déjala crecer, sé como el agua. Vacía tu mente, se amorfo, moldeable, como el agua. Si pones agua en una taza se convierte en la taza. Si pones agua en una botella se convierte en la botella. Si la pones en una tetera se convierte en la tetera. El agua puede fluir o puede chocar. Sé agua amigo mío”.