martes, 27 de diciembre de 2011



don't hang it out for everyone to see 
I rather keep it locked without a key 
I'll never know what might have been 
If wouldn't have let myself fall again

darling, darling stay with me until the morning 
until the birds start singing and the rain stops. 
darling stay with me until the morning

you said you knew the way to my house 
but we ended up on the other side of town 
and when you said "I could fall in love with you" 
it felt just right to ask you to

stay with me until the morning 
until the birds start singing and the rain stops. 
darling stay with me until the morning

go, pick up your things when she's not at home 
I will be waiting here by the door 
but don't excpect my arms to be open forever 
you have to decide, make up your mind

but stay with me until the morning 
until the birds start singing and the rain stops. 
darling stay with me until the morning. 
please stay.






domingo, 11 de diciembre de 2011


qué días más buenos...se me han quedado con esta banda sonora





miércoles, 23 de noviembre de 2011


Wake up in New York 
Put a comb through your hair 
Don't you ever want to lie down 

When there's no-one else around 
I want to say this to you

I know I hurt you 

You know you hurt me too 
Don't you ever want to lie down 
Close your eyes and leave the ground ? 
I want to get hold of you

I'll meet you in New York 

By the drugstore on First Avenue 
And then we will lie down 
With the buildings all around 
I want to say this to you 
I want to say this to you









sábado, 19 de noviembre de 2011





heavy hours dragging by the way
heaven knows how I am trying, baby
heavy hours passing by the way
heaven knows how hard I am trying, babe




mejorando

martes, 15 de noviembre de 2011

outside your window, waited for you, you didn't come, you never do



me ha recordado a pale blue eyes, versión triste triste (que recuerdos esta foto)



martes, 8 de noviembre de 2011

dios mio, ahora se va a enamorar otra vez de ella...






noches de música y viajes en el tiempo



  let's never come here again, because it would never be as much fun



I could feel at the time
there was no way of knowing
fallen leaves in the night
who can say where they´re blowing
as free as the wind
and hopefully learning
why the sea on the tide

has no way of turning


more than this, you know there's nothing
more than this, tell me one thing
more than this, there is nothing

it was fun for a while
there was no way of knowing
like dream in the night
who can say where we´re going
no care in the world
maybe i´m learning
why the sea on the tide
has no way of turning

more than this....


                   


domingo, 6 de noviembre de 2011

- Ten, ¿quieres cortar la etiqueta?

- Claro. Eres muy alto...

- ¿Y no será que tú eres muy bajita?


mariposas

Tratándose de relaciones, puede que vivamos en casas de cristal, así que no deberíamos tirarle piedras a las del prójimo, porque nunca se sabe. 
Pero es que hay gente que se promete, gente que llega a un compromiso.


Y luego hay personas que se niegan a conformarse con algo que no les haga sentir...mariposas.




sábado, 5 de noviembre de 2011

what always happens...life.

Si Tom había aprendido algo, es que no se puede atribuir una importancia cósmica a un simple acontecimiento terrenal. Casualidad. A eso se reduce todo. Nada más que casualidad. Tom por fín había aprendido que no existían los milagros, que no existía el destino, que nada está predestinado. Lo sabía, ahora estaba seguro de ello. Tom estaba....bastante seguro.

primera

Una foto prehistórica
















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