Bat For Lashes

*** Good Love - Bat For Lashes

In the night time we are found
Misty sorrow swoop unbound
Whisper you mean it, say you'll stay
Hold my heart till brighter days
Now I am searching how to get alone
This queen of heart's dancing on her throne
But I need sorrow, baby, life's sorrow is the drug
So will I ever find that place they call good love
Good love
Passed it last night in a dream
Good love
And my heart caught fire
I drove past true love once, in a dream
Like a house that caught fire, it burned and flamed
Then the magician disappeared as quickly as he came
And with a sound like white magic caught in a black car's blazing trail
The house set fire to my heart
Like an inferno we shone rays
I swallowed the sun in your form
I woke up and you were crying
I woke up and you were saying
Good love
Passed it last night in a dream
Good love
Cause my heart caught fire
Good love
Passed it last night in a dream
Good love
‘Cause my heart caught fire

*** What's A Girl To Do - Bat For Lashes

We walked arm in arm
But I didn't feel his touch
A desire I'd first tried to hide,
That tingling inside was gone
And when he asked me:
'do you still love me?'
I had to look away
I didn't want to tell him
That my heart grows colder with each day
When you love someone
But the thrill is gone
And your kisses at night
Are replaced with tears
And when your dreams are wrong
Then I ask you now, what's a girl to do?
He said he'd take me away
That we'd work things out
And I didn't want to tell him
But it was then I had to say
Over the times we've shared
It's all blackened out
And my bat lightning heart
Wants to fly away
When you love someone
But the thrill is gone
And your kisses at night
Are replaced with tears
And when your dreams are ?
Then I ask you now, what's a girl to do?
What's a girl to do? x3

*** Travelling Woman - Bat For Lashes

Hang on travelling woman
Don't sacrifice your plan
'Cause it will come back to you
Before you lose it on the man
Never fall in love with potential
‘Cause you can’t see with your own eyes
All the pretty faces and sorry words
Can take away your pride
Got to listen
To the vision
Some may say a dream
Words for the unseen
Or it can make you tired, tell you lies, make you fall
Make you tired, tell you lies, make you fall
Make you tired, tell you lies, make you fall
Hang on travelling woman
Don't sacrifice your plan
'Cause it will come back to you
Before you lose it on the man
Got to listen
To the vision
Play in the ashes
Of what you once were (x2)

*** I'm On Fire - Bat For Lashes

Hey little boy is your mama home
Did she go and leave you alone, no
Got a bad desire
Oh, I'm on fire
Tell me now baby is she good to you
Can she do to you the things that I do
Oh, I can take you higher
Oh, I'm on fire
Sometimes it's like someone took a knife, edgy and blunt
Put a six inch valley through the middle of my soul
Oh, at night I lay at home with the sheets soaking wet
And a freight train running through the middle of my head
But you, you cool my desire
Oh, I'm on fire
Sometimes it's like someone took a knife, edgy and blunt
Put a six inch valley through the middle of my soul
Oh, at night I lay at home with the sheets soaking wet
And a freight train running through the middle of my head
But you, you cool my desire
Oh, I'm on fire

*** Two Planets - Bat For Lashes

Show me moonlight on the sunrise
I've seen so many planets dancing
I've seen too many people hiding
Show me sunset and I won't forget
That I am one of two planets dancing
I am part of two planets dancing
Shallow men, sign your name on my sun
The song of Solomon died in a battleground
The song of Solomon died in love's battleground
I am far shattered by these sinning times
For all your suffering by night
Life is so much dark and light
Day can not exist without a night
And you should not seperate from me
I have a heart that's full of life
To be shared on this night
Feel my hands, feel my life
For the sun and the stars
Of my mother and my sisters
I know where the form is changing
I know that the stars will fall on me

*** The Big Sleep - Bat For Lashes

How can it be the last show
(How can it be)
How can it be the last show
(How can it be)
No more spotlights
Coming down from heaven
It's a goodbye
It's curtain's double time
Not even out of my dress
And already my voice is fading
Goodbye my dear
(Goodbye)
And into the big sleep

Wild Nothing

[Cortesía de Mr. Trentemøller]

*** Pessimist

Boys don't cry
They just want to die
Stumble and cough and cradle life
Will you look into my eyes?
Will you be my main drag?
Box of all of your things with tape
Write your address and I won't be late.
Can I Still be your pessimist? [x2]

*** Chinatown

Innocent love
I need someone somewhere
I need some way to come down
I need some way to make things right

Innocent love
I need someone somewhere
I need some way to come down
I need some way to make things right

We're not happy 'til we're running away
Clouds in your eyes
With nothing but the foggiest day

One of a kind
I need to keep you here
I need to picture you still
I need to clear the fog

One of a kind
I need to keep you here
I need to picture you still
I need to clear the fog

We're not happy 'til we're running away
Clouds in your eyes
With nothing but the foggiest day
Clouds in your eyes
We're not happy 'til we're running away
Clouds in your eyes
With nothing but the foggiest day
Clouds in your eyes

*** Live In Dreams

Sitting on the cigarette butt front porch
I could ask you "are you dead like me?"
Call me what you will, but call me again
It's true I don't talk too much

Because our lips won't last forever
And that's exactly why
I'd rather live in dreams and I'd rather die [x2]

Pretty face could you make the jump with me?
I'm dying just to let things go
Do you remember the lightening storm?
It was the first time that I really felt you

Because our lips won't last forever
And that's exactly why
I'd rather live in dreams and I'd rather die [x2]

We've got eyes on the back of our heads [x4]

*** Cloudbusting [Kate Nash cover]

I still dream of Orgonon.
I wake up cryin'.
You're making rain,
And you're just in reach,
When you and sleep escape me.

You're like my yo-yo
That glowed in the dark.
What made it special
Made it dangerous,
So I bury it
And forget.

But every time it rains,
You're here in my head,
Like the sun coming out
Ooh, I just know that something good is gonna happen.
And I don't know when,
But just saying it could even make it happen.

On top of the world,
Looking over the edge,
You could see them coming.
You looked too small
In their big, black car,
To be a threat to the men in power.

I hid my yo-yo
In the garden.
I can't hide you
From the government.
Oh, God,
I won't forget.

'Cause every time it rains,
You're here in my head,
Like the sun coming out
Ooh, I just know that something good is gonna happen.
And I don't know when,
But just saying it could even make it happen.

And every time it rains
You're here in my head
Like the sun coming out.
Like Your son's coming out.
Ooh, I just know that something good is gonna happen.
And I don't know when,
But just saying it could even make it happen.

Ooo-ohh, just saying it could even make it happen.

E-yeah yeah yeah yeah

Your son's coming out.[x2]

*** Promise

Shine

Una historia hermosa con un personaje que me llegó al corazón.

*** Rachmaninoff Concierto No. 3


*** Flight of the Bumblebee


*** Apartes de la película

Howl

Una cosa preciosa que se cruzó en mi camino. O yo me crucé en el camino de la cosa preciosa.

*** James Franco As Allen Ginsberg


*** Commit To Write The Same Way You Are


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[1/7]

I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix, angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night, who poverty and tatters and hollow-eyed and high sat up smoking in the supernatural darkness of cold-water flats floating across the tops of cities contemplating jazz, who bared their brains to Heaven under the El and saw Mohammedan angels staggering on tenement roofs illuminated, who passed through universities with radiant cool eyes hallucinating Arkansas and Blake-light tragedy among the scholars of war, who were expelled from the academies for crazy & publishing obscene odes on the windows of the skull, who cowered in unshaven rooms in underwear, burning their money in wastebaskets and listening to the Terror through the wall, who got busted in their pubic beards returning through Laredo with a belt of marijuana for New York, who ate fire in paint hotels or drank turpentine in Paradise Alley, death, or purgatoried their torsos night after night with dreams, with drugs, with waking nightmares, alcohol and cock and endless balls.

[2/7]

Who chained themselves to subways for the endless ride from Battery to holy Bronx on benzedrine until the noise of wheels and children brought them down shuddering mouth-wracked and battered bleak of brain all drained of brilliance in the drear light of Zoo, who talked continuously seventy hours from park to pad to bar to Bellevue to museum to the Brooklyn Bridge, a lost battalion of platonic conversationalists jumping down the stoops off fire escapes off windowsills off Empire State out of the moon, yacketayakking screaming vomiting whispering facts and memories and anecdotes and eyeball kicks and shocks of hospitals and jails and wars, who lit cigarettes in boxcars boxcars boxcars racketing through snow toward lonesome farms in grandfather night, who studied Plotinus Poe St. John of the Cross telepathy and bop kaballa because the cosmos instinctively vibrated at their feet in Kansas, who loned it through the streets of Idaho seeking visionary indian angels who were visionary indian angels, who jumped in limousines with the Chinaman of Oklahoma on the impulse of winter midnight streetlight smalltown rain, who reappeared on the West Coast investigating the F.B.I. in beards and shorts with big pacifist eyes sexy in their dark skin passing out incomprehensible leaflets, who burned cigarette holes in their arms protesting the narcotic tobacco haze of Capitalism, who distributed Supercommunist pamphlets in Union Square weeping and undressing while the sirens of Los Alamos wailed them down, and wailed down Wall, and the Staten Island ferry also wailed, who let themselves be fucked in the ass by saintly motorcyclists, and screamed with joy, who blew and were blown by those human seraphim, the sailors, caresses of Atlantic and Caribbean love.

[3/7]

Who lost their loveboys to the three old shrews of fate the one eyed shrew of the heterosexual dollar the one eyed shrew that winks out of the womb and the one eyed shrew that does nothing but sit on her ass and snip the intellectual golden threads of the craftsman's loom, who copulated ecstatic and insatiate with a bottle of beer. A sweetheart a package of cigarettes a candle and fell off the bed, and continued along the floor and down the hall and ended fainting on the wall with a vision of ultimate cunt and come eluding the last gyzym of consciousness, who faded out in vast sordid movies, were shifted in dreams, woke on a sudden Manhattan, and picked themselves up out of basements hungover with heartless Tokay and horrors of Third Avenue iron dreams & stumbled to unemployment offices, who created great suicidal dramas on the apartment cliff-banks of the Hudson under the wartime blue floodlight of the moon & their heads shall be crowned with laurel in oblivion, who wept at the romance of the streets with their push-carts full of onions and bad music, who sat in boxes breathing in the darkness under the bridge, and rose up to build harpsichords in their lofts, who scribbled all night rocking and rolling over lofty incantations which in the yellow morning were stanzas of gibberish, who were burned alive in their innocent flannel suits on Madison Avenue amid blasts of leaden verse & the tanked-up clatter of the iron regiments of fashion & the nitroglycerine shrieks of the fairies of advertising & the mustard gas of sinister intelligent editors, or were run down by the drunken taxicabs of Absolute Reality.

[4/7]

Who drove crosscountry seventytwo hours to find out if I had a vision or you had a vision or he had a vision to find out Eternity, who journeyed to Denver, who died in Denver, who came back to Denver & waited in vain, who watched over Denver & brooded & loned in Denver and finally went away to find out the Time, & now Denver is lonesome for her heroes, who fell on their knees in hopeless cathedrals praying for each other's salvation and light and breasts, until the soul illuminated its hair for a second, who sweetened the snatches of a million girls trembling in the sunset, and were red eyed in the morning but prepared to sweeten the snatch of the sunrise, flashing buttocks under barns and naked in the lake, who went out whoring through Colorado in myriad stolen nightcars, N.C., secret hero of these poems, cocksman and Adonis of Denver, joy to the memory of his innumerable lays of girls in empty lots & diner backyards, moviehouses' rickety rows, on mountaintops in caves or with gaunt waitresses in familiar roadside lonely petticoat upliftings.

[5/7]

Who crashed through their minds in jail waiting for impossible criminals with golden heads and the charm of reality in their hearts who sang sweet blues to Alcatraz, who demanded sanity trials accusing the radio of hypnotism & were left with their insanity & their hands & a hung jury, who threw potato salad at CCNY lecturers on Dadaism and subsequently presented themselves on the granite steps of the madhouse with shaven heads and harlequin speech of suicide, demanding instantaneous lobotomy, and who were given instead the concrete void of insulin metrasol electricity hydrotherapy psychotherapy occupational therapy pingpong & amnesia, and who therefore ran through the icy streets obsessed with a sudden flash of the alchemy of the use of the ellipse the catalog the meter & the vibrating plane, who dreamt and made incarnate gaps in Time & Space through images justaposed, and trapped the archangel of the soul between 2 visual images, to recreate the syntax and measure of poor human prose and stand before you speechless and intelligent and shaking with shame, rejected yet confessing out the soul to conform to the rhythm of thought in his naked and endless head, the madman bum and angel beat in Time, unknown, yet putting down here what might be left to say in time come after death, and rose reincarnate in the ghostly clothes of jazz in the goldhorn shadow of the bland and blew the suffering of America's naked mind for love into an eli eli lamma lamma sabacthani saxophone cry that shivered the cities down to the last radio with the absolute heart of the poem of life butchered out of their own bodies good to eat a thousand years.

[6/7]

Moloch whose eyes are a thousand blind windows! Mo-loch whose skyscrapers stand in the long streets like endless Jehovahs! Moloch whose factories dream and croak in the fog!, Moloch whose love is endless oil and stone! Moloch whose soul is electricty and banks!, Moloch whose fate is a cloud of sexless hydrogen!, Moloch in whom I sit lonely! Moloch in whom I dream Angels! Crazy in Moloch! Cocksucker in Moloch! Lacklove and manless in Moloch! Moloch who entered my soul early!, Moloch who frightened me out of my natural ecstasy! Moloch whom I abandon! Wake up in Moloch! Light streaming out of the sky! Moloch! Moloch! Robot apartments! invisible suburbs! skeleton treasuries! blind capitals! demonic industries! spectral nations! invincible madhouses! granite cocks! monstrous bombs! They broke their backs lifting Moloch to Heaven! Pavements, trees, radios, tons! lifting the city to Heaven which exists and is everywhere about us! Vision! omens! hallucinations! miracles! ecstasies! gone down the American river! Dreams! adorations! illuminations! religions! the whole boatload of sensitive bullshit! Breakthroughs! over the river! flips and crucifixions! gone down the flood! Highs! Epiphanies! Despairs! Ten years' animal screams and suicides! Minds! New loves! Mad generation! down on the rocks of Time! Real holy laughter in the river! They saw it all! the wild eyes! the holy yells! They bade farewell! They jumped off the roof! to solitude! waving! car-rying flowers! Down to the river! into the street!

[7/7]

Carl Solomon! I'm with you in Rockland where you're madder than I am, I'm with you in Rockland where you must feel very strange, I'm with you in Rockland where you imitate the shade of my mother, I'm with you in Rockland where you pun on the bodies of your nurses the harpies of the Bronx, I'm with you in Rockland where you bang on the catatonic piano the soul is innocent and immortal it should never die ungodly in an armed madhouse, I'm with you in Rockland where fifty more shocks will never return your soul to its body again from its pilgrimage to a cross in the void, I'm with you in Rockland where you accuse your doctors of insanity and plot the Hebrew socialist revolution against the fascist national Golgotha, I'm with you in Rockland where you will split the heavens of Long Island and resurrect your living human Jesus from the superhuman tomb, I'm with you in Rockland where there are twenty-five thousand mad com-rades all together singing the final stanzas of the Internationale, I'm with you in Rockland where we wake up electrified out of the coma by our own souls' airplanes roaring over the roof they've come todo drop angelic bombs the hospital illuminates itself imaginary walls collapse, O skinny legions run outside, O starry spangled shock of mercy the eternal war is here, O victory forget your underwear, we're free, I'm with you in Rockland in my dreams you walk dripping from a sea journey on the highway across America in tears to the door of muy cottage in the Western night.

Love Movies

Benny & Joon

*** Sam

[Johnny Depp es... Johnny Depp!]

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Jeux d'Enfants / Quiéreme Si Te Atreves

*** ¿Capaz o Incapaz? / ¿Cap Ou Pas Cap?


*** Confesión

[Lástima por la escena con Dios.]

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Remember Me

*** Wet


*** Undecided


*** Desserts First


*** You Can't Smoke In Here


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Romeo + Juliet

*** Talk Show Host

I want to, I want to be someone else or I'll explode
Floating upon the surface for
The birds, the birds, the birds

You want me, well fucking well come and find me
I'll be waiting with a gun and a pack of sandwiches
And nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing

You want me, well, come on and break the door down
You want me, fucking come on and break the door down
I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready

*** Mercutio


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Eternal Sunshine Of The Spotless Mind

*** Everybody's Gotta Learn Sometime - Beck

Change your heart
Look around you
Change your heart
It will astound you
I need your lovin'
Like the sunshine

Everybody's gotta learn sometime [x3]

Change your heart
Look around you
Change your heart
Will astound you
I need your lovin'
Like the sunshine

Everybody's gotta learn sometime [x3]

I need your lovin'
Like the sunshine

Everybody's gotta learn sometime [x8]

Gummo

A nauseating and disturbing film.

*** Vomit if you please


*** Then laugh if you can

Naked Lunch

*** Polvo en los labios

[Lástima por la escena de la jaula.]

Take Abe

El creador del álbum que sueño comprar.

*** Far Away - Take Abe

*** Yuki - Take Abe

*** Time Of The Seventh Sound - Take Abe

*** And The Earth Was Covered With Snow - Take Abe

Martin Lee Gore

En noches como ésta quisiera que todos fueramos como Martin Lee Gore o que, por lo menos, uno pudiera cobijarse el cuerpo desnudo con esa voz.

[1] A Question of Lust - Martin Lee Gore

Fragile
Like a baby in your arms
Be gentle with me
I'd never willingly
Do you harm

Apologies
Are all you seem to get from me
But just like a child
You make me smile
When you care for me
And you know

It's a question of lust
It's a question of trust
It's a question of not letting
What we've built up
Crumble to dust
It is all of these things and more
That keep us together

Independence
Is still important for us though (we realise)
It's easy to make
The stupid mistake
Of letting go (do you know what I mean)

My weaknesses
You know each and every one (it frightens me)
But I need to drink
More than you seem to think
Before I'm anyone's
And you know

It's a question of lust
It's a question of trust
It's a question of not letting
What we've built up
Crumble to dust
It is all of these things and more
That keep us together

Kiss me goodbye
When I'm on my own
But you know that I'd
Rather be home

It's a question of lust

[2] Oh My Love - Martin Lee Gore (John Lennon - Cover)

Oh my love for the first time in my life
My eyes are wide open
Oh my lover for the first time in my life
My eyes can see

I see the wind
Oh I see the trees
Everything is clear in my heart
I see the clouds
Oh I see the sky
Everything is clear in our world

Oh my love for the first time in my life
My mind is wide open
oh my lover for the first time in my life
My mind can see

I feel the sorrow
Oh I feel dreams
Everything is clear in my heart
I feel life
Oh I feel love
Everything is clear in our world

[3] Motherless Child - Martin Lee Gore (John Legend - Cover)

Sometimes I feel like a motherless child [x3]
A long way from home [x2]
True believer
A long way from home [x2]

[4] One Caress - Martin Lee Gore

Well I'm down on my knees again
And I pray to the only one
Who has the strength
To bear the pain
To forgive all the things that I've done

Oh Girl
Lead me into your darkness
When this world is trying it's hardest
To leave me unimpressed
Just one caress
From you and I'm blessed

When you think you've tried every road
Every avenue
Take one more look
At what you found old
And in it you'll find something new

I'm shying from the light
I always loved the night
And now you offer me eternal darkness

I have to believe that sin
Can make a better man
It's the mood that I am in
That left us back where we began

[5] I Want You Now - Martin Lee Gore

I want you now
Tomorrow won't do
There's a yearning inside
And it's showing through

Reach out your hands
And accept my love
We've waited for too long
Enough is enough
I want you now

My heart is aching
My body is burning
My hands are shaking
My head is turning

Do you understand
It's so easy to choose
We've got time to kill
We've got nothing to lose
I want you now

And I don't mean to sound
Like one of the boys
That's not what I'm trying to do
I don't want to be like one of the boys
I just want you now

Because I've got a love
A love that won't wait
A love that is growing
And it's getting late

Do you know what it means?
To be left this way
When everyone's gone
And the feelings they stay
I want you now

[6] Sister of Night - Martin Lee Gore

Sister of night
When the hunger descends
And your body's a fire
An inferno that never ends
An eternal flame
That burns in desire's name

Sister of night
When the longing returns
Giving voice to the flame
Calling you through flesh that burns
Breaking down your will
To move in for the kill

Oh sister, come for me
Embrace me, assure me
Hey sister, I feel it too
Sweet sister, just feel me
I'm trembling, you heal me
Hey sister, I feel it too

Sister of night
In your saddest dress
As you walk through the light
You're desperate to impress
So you slide to the floor
Feeling insecure

Sister of night
With the loneliest eyes
Tell yourself it's alright
He'll make such a perfect prize
But the cold light of day
Will give the game away

Oh sister, come for me
Embrace me, assure me
Hey sister, I feel it too
Sweet sister, just feel me
I'm trembling, you heal me
Hey sister, I feel it too

[7] Yesterday - Martin Lee Gore (The Beatles - Cover)

Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away
Now it looks as though they're here to stay
Oh, I believe in yesterday

Suddenly
I'm not half the man I used to be
There's a shadow hanging over me
Oh, yesterday came suddenly

Why she had to go
I don't know she wouldn't say
I said something wrong
Now I long for yesterday

Yesterday, love was such an easy game to play
Now I need a place to hide away
Oh, I believe in yesterday

Why she had to go
I don't know she wouldn't say
I said something wrong
Now I long for yesterday

Yesterday, love was such an easy game to play
Now I need a place to hide away
Oh, I believe in yesterday
Mm mm mm mm mm mm mm

[8] Enjoy The Silence - Martin Lee Gore

Words like violence
Break the silence
Come crashing in
Into my little world
Painful to me
Pierce right through me
Can't you understand
Oh my little girl

All I ever wanted
All I ever needed
Is here in my arms
Words are very unnecessary
They can only do harm

Vows are spoken
To be broken
Feelings are intense
Words are trivial
Pleasures remain
So does the pain
Words are meaningless
And forgettable

All I ever wanted
All I ever needed
Is here in my arms
Words are very unnecessary
They can only do harm [x3]

Nuovo Cinema Paradiso

Una historia triste y bellísima.

"El progreso siempre llega tarde."

"Tarde o temprano llega un momento en el que hablar y estar callado es la misma cosa."

"El fuego siempre se vuelve ceniza. Hasta el amor más grande tarde o temprano acaba y luego llegan otros amores, muchos."

"Aunque el tiempo pasara, en todas las mujeres que encontraba sólo te buscaba a ti [...] Siempre me faltó algo."


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*** Escenas que te desgarran

"Estando aquí todos los días, te sientes el centro del universo. Te parece que nada cambia. Después te vas un año, dos, y cuando regresas todo ha cambiado. Se rompe el hilo. No encuentras a los que querías encontrar. Tus cosas ya desaparecieron. Es necesario irse por mucho tiempo, por muchísimos años, para encontrar a tu regreso a tu gente; la tierra donde naciste. Pero ahora no, no es posible. Ahora estás más ciego que yo."
"Eres jóven, el mundo te pertenece! Yo soy un viejo. Ya no quiero escucharte hablar... quiero escuchar hablar de ti."
"No vuelvas jamás. Nunca pienses en nosotros. No mires atrás, no escribas. No te dejes ganar por la nostalgia, olvídanos a todos. Si no puedes resistir y vuelves, no me vengas a ver. No te dejaré entrar en mi casa, ¿entiendes?"
"Hagas lo que hagas, apasiónate por ello; así como amabas la cabina del Paradiso cuando eras un mocoso."

*** La Princesa y El Soldado

"La princesa pregunta al soldado por su retirada a lo cual éste contesta: He comprendido que si en 99 días no me has podido amar, ¡no lo haras jamás!"

*** Fine

Une Femme

"Yo no soy infame... soy una mujer."

*** Tu T'Laisse Aller - Charles Aznavour [English]


*** No nos hablamos.

Ema

[Cortesía de Mr. Trentemøller]

*** Red Star - Ema

A boy, a beautiful, beautiful boy,
Eyes of green, eyes of green
Mouth like the sun
Eyes of green
Eyes of green

Mouth burn like sun
Like a red star
Like a red star
But his eyes were green

Got a strange fascination
I've been holding on the one
For that strange revelation
I've been holding on to love

But I'm sick of waiting
'Round this bird house
Enough flesh wounds to make a kill
I know nothing lasts forever
If you won't love me, someone will

Like a red star
Like a red star
Like a red star

Like a blue scar

*** Milkman

Dumb Dumb
My lips are numb
My tongue is blazin
My tongue is plumb
Need you come inside
I'm gaspin
Your eyes
With your eyes

He's the milkman
He brings you your milk
He can see through
All your charms and still

I'm gaspin

Comes at morning
He comes in the dawn
Eyes can see you
Barefoot on the lawn

He's the milkman
He knows what you do
Gives it to you
But I can see right through

I'm gaspin

*** Butterfly Knife

You were the goth in high school
You cut and fucked your arms up
You always talked about it
They thought you'd never do it
You had two pet rabbits
Named Mickey and Mallory
I been inside your bedroom
I got the same scars you see
You were the goth in high school
You cut and fucked your arms up
You always talked about it

They thought you'd never do it
But I knew I knew I knew
I knew someday ...

Night
Colors red beneath moonlight

C'mon look me in the eye
20 kisses with a butterfly knife

Child
Take the hair and turn it white
Kids beget kids tonight
We'll never tell
We'll never fight

Shy
Only God can make it right
In the desert underneath
the light it's
20 kisses with a butterfly knife

Take the hair and turn it white
Take the hair and turn it white
In the desert underneath
the light
20 kisses with a butterfly knife

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+++ Blue Hotel - Chris Isaak (Cover by Trentemøller)

Blue Hotel, on a lonely highway,
Blue Hotel, life don't work out my way.

Blue Hotel, on a lonely highway,
Blue Hotel, life don't work out my way.
I wait alone each lonely night.
Blue Hotel...
Blue Hotel...

Blue Hotel, every room is lonely,
Blue Hotel, I was waiting only.
The night is like her lonely dream.
Blue Hotel...
Blue Hotel...

Blue Hotel, on a lonely highway,
Blue Hotel, life don't work out my way.
I wait alone each lonely night.
Blue Hotel...
Blue Hotel...

+++ Moses - Chelsea Wolfe

Moses can you carry heavy
'cause I can't take it, can't hold on much longer
Moses can you help me carry the burden
Moses lift my arms 'cause I can't hold on
And carry all the weight
Can you guide me
'cause you're so strong,
'cause I can't see nothin at all
'cause my eyes are burning like the sun [...]
Moses, Moses can you guide me
Oh teacher show me the way we'll make it hold on
Moses, can you guide me
'cause you're so strong,
'cause I can't see nothin at all
'cause my eyes are burning like the sun [...]

Waking Life

This whole thing is so wow!

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Nathan Fake

Recuerdos del ayer [Cortesía de Rudolf.]

*** Narrier & Basic Mountain - Nathan Fake

The Smiths

[From Morrisey.]

*** Last Night I Dreamt That Somebody Loved Me - The Smiths

La noche pasada soñé
Que alguien me amaba
Sin esperanza, sin perjuicio
Sólo fue otra falsa alarma

La noche pasada sentí
Brazos de verdad a mi alrededor
Sin esperanza, sin perjuicio
Sólo fue otra falsa alarma

Así que dime cuánto
Ántes del último?
Y dime, cuánto
Ántes del adecuado?

La historia es vieja - Ya lo sé
Pero continúa

Continúa y continúa.

*** I Know It's Over - The Smiths

Mamá, puedo sentir tierra caer sobre mi cabeza
Y mientras me trepo a una cama vacía...
Bueno, ya he dicho suficiente.
Sé que se acabó - aún me aferro
No se a dónde más ir.

Mamá, puedo sentir tierra caer sobre mi cabeza
Mira, el mar quiere llevarme
El cuchillo quiere rajarme
Crees que puedas ayudarme?

Novia triste tras el velo, por favor, se feliz
Novio apuesto, dale cabida
Amante grosero y ruidoso, trátala bien
(Aunque te necesite más de lo que te ama)

Y se que se acabó - aún me aferro
No se a dónde más ir
Una y otra y otra vez

Se que se acabó
Y realmente nunca comenzó
Pero fue tan real en mi corazón...

Incluso una vez, me dijiste:
"Si eres tan divertido,
Entonces por qué estás solo esta noche?"
"Si eres tan inteligente,
Entonces por qué estás solo esta noche?"
"Si entretienes,
Entonces por qué estás solo esta noche?"
"Si eres tan atractivo,
Entonces por qué duermes solo esta noche?
Yo se...
Porque esta noche es como cualquier otra
Es por eso que estás solo
Con tus triunfos y tus encantos
Mientras los demás descansan en brazos de otros"

En tan fácil reir,
Es tan fácil odiar,
Hay que tener agallas para ser amable y cordial
Una y otra vez

El amor es natural y real
Pero no para ti, mi amor
No esta noche, mi amor

El amor es natural y real
pero no como para los dos, mi amor

Ah, Mamá, puedo sentir tierra caer sobre mi cabeza...

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+++ Jeane - The Smiths

Jeane
The low-life has lost its appeal
And I'm tired of walking these streets
To a room with it's cupboard bare

Jeane
I'm not sure what happiness means
But I look in your eyes
And I know
That it isn't there

We tried, we failed
We tried, and we failed [x3]
We tried

Jeane
There's ice on the sink where we bathe
So how can you call this a home
When you know it's a grave?

But you still hold a greedy grace
As you tidy the place
But it'll never be clean
Jeane

We tried, we failed
We tried, and we failed [x3]
We tried

Oh... Cash on the nail
It's just a fairytale
Oh... And I don't believe in magic anymore
Jeane

But I think you know
I really think you know
Oh... I think you know the truth
Jeane

Oh... No heavenly choir
Not for me and not for you
Because I think that you know
I really think you know
I think you know the truth
Oh... Jeane

That we tried, and we failed [x2]
We tried and we failed [x2]
Oh Oh... Jeane

Fêmina Domus

[Cortesía de St.]

Voces

*** Jigglypuff's Song On American Idol

LOL

*** Frank sings "I Will Survive" On Men In Black

♥

*** Mr. Beefy Snores On Little Nicky


*** Little Nicky Snores On Little Nicky

Massive Attack

[Cortesía de La Burroteca]

*** One Love - Massive Attack

It's you I love and not another
And I know our love will last forever
You I love and not another
And I know we'll always be together
Some men have one love, two and three love
Four and five and six love
But I believe in one love
I believe in one love
Some men don't feel secure
Unless they have a woman on each arm
They have to play the field, prove they have charm
They say don't lay your eggs in one basket
If the basket should fall all your eggs'll be broken
But I believe in one love
I believe in one love
Oh girl I believe in one love
I believe in one love
Oh girl it's not the everyday you find the woman of your dreams
Who will always be there no matter how bad things seems
Ever so faithful ever so sure
No man could ever ask for more
I believe in 1 love
I believe in one love, oh girl
I believe in one love
I believe, girl, oh yeah
In one love, in one love
In one love, in one love
I do, I do, I do
In one love
I do
In one love
I believe in one love, in one love.

*** Angel - Massive Attack [From 0:53]

You are my angel
Come from way above
To bring me love

Her eyes
She's on the dark side
Neutralize
Every man in sight

To love you, love you, love you...

You are my angel
Come from way above

To love you, love you, love you...

+++ Girl I Love You - Massive Attack Live

Girl I love you but your loving has gone forever
Gonna miss you but my loving has gone forever
I say I love you but your loving has gone forever
Gonna miss you but my loving has gone forever
Girl I'm back in spanish town ain't no trouble coming around
You promise you will never let me down
If you love me that much you will stick around
It's hard to know that your love exists
But I know this one is for real
Girl I love you but your loving has gone forever
Forever

Bruce Lee

[Cortesía de La Burroteca]

*** Be Water - Bruce Lee

Premios Hetores

[Cortesía de La Burroteca]

*** Premios Hetores - Pa' Cali a Fornication

[Lástima la calidad de audio y video]

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+++ Premios Hetores - Henry Porras y Las Joyitas de La Familia

Los Master Plus

[Cortesía de La Burroteca]

"Otro signo mas de que el final de los tiempos esta cerca."

*** Sexo en Fuego - Los Master Plus

(Sabrosindie, LOL)

+++ Una Vez Más - Los Master Plus

(Daft Punk sin casco, LOL)

+++ Nena - Los Master Plus


+++ Mami (Don't Speak) - Los Master Plus

Lhasa de Sela

Amo esta mujer. Que en paz descanse.

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[1] Rising - Lhasa

I got caught in a storm
And carried away
I got turned, turned around

I got caught in a storm
That's what happened to me
So I didn't call
And you didn't see me for a while

I was rising up
Hitting the ground
And breaking and breaking

I was caught in a storm
Things were flying around
And doors were slamming
And windows were breaking
And I couldn't hear what you were saying
I couldn't hear what you were saying
I couldn't hear what you were saying

I was rising up
Hitting the ground
And breaking and breaking

Rising up
Rising up

[2] Soon This Space Will Bee Too Small

Soon this space will be too small
And I’ll go outside
To the huge hillside
Where the wild winds blow
And the cold stars shine
I’ll put my foot
On the living road
And be carried from here
To the heart of the world

I’ll be strong as a ship
And wise as a whale
And I’ll say the three words
That will save us all
And I’ll say the three words
That will save us all

Soon this space will be too small
And I’ll laugh so hard
That the walls cave in

Then I’ll die three times
And be born again
In a little box
With a golden key
And a flying fish
Will set me free

Soon this space will be too small
All my veins and bones
Will be burned to dust
You can throw me into
A black iron pot
And my dust will tell
What my flesh would not

Soon this space will be too small
And I’ll go outside
And I’ll go outside
And I’ll go outside

[3] Anywhere On This Road - Lhasa

I live in this country now
I’m called by this name
I speak this language
It’s not quite the same
For no other reason
Than this it’s my home
And the places i used to be
far from are gone
You’ve travelled this long
You just have to go on
Don’t even look back to see
How far you’ve come
Though your body is bending
Under the load
There is nowhere to stop
Anywhere on this road

My heart is breaking
I cannot sleep
I love a man
Who’s afraid of me
He believes if he doesn’t
Stand guard with a knife
I’ll make him my slave
For the rest of his life

I love this hour
When the tide is just turning
There will be an end
To the longing and yearning
If i can stand up
To angels and men
I’ll never get swallowed
In darkness again

You’ve travelled this long
You just have to go on
Don’t even look back to see
How far you’ve come
Though your body is bending
Under the load
There is nowhere to stop
Anywhere on this road

[4] My Name

Why don’t you ask me
How long I’ve been waiting
Set down on the road
With the gunshots exploding
I’m waiting for you
In the gloom and the blazing
I’m waiting for you
I sing like a slave I know
I should know better
I’ve learned all my lessons
Right down to the letter
And still I go on like this
Year after year
Waiting for miracles
And shaking with fear

Why don’t you answer
Why don’t you come save me
Show me how to use
All these things
That you gave me
Turn me inside out
So my bones can save me
Turn me inside out

You’ve come this close
You can come even closer
The gunshots get louder
And the world spins faster
And things just get further
And further apart
The head from the hands
And the hands from the heart

One thing that’s true
Is the way that I love him
The earth down below
And the sky up above him
And still I go on like this
Day after day
Still I go on like this

Now I’ve said this
I already feel stronger
I can’t keep waiting for you
Any longer
I need you now
Not someday
When I’m ready
Come down on the road
Come down on the road

My name my name
Nothing is the same
I won’t go back
The way I came

[5] I'm Going In - Lhasa

When my lifetime had just ended
And my death had just begun
I told you I’d never leave you
But I knew this day would come

Give me blood for my blood wedding
I am ready to be born
I feel new
As if this body were the first I’d ever worn

I need straw for the straw fire
I need hard earth for the plow
Don't ask me to reconsider
I am ready to go now

I'm going in I’m going in
This is how it starts
I can see in so far
But afterwards we always forget
Who we are

I'm going in I’m going in
I can stand the pain
And the blinding heat
'Cause I won't remember you
The next time we meet

You'll be making the arrangements
You'll be trying to set me free
Not a moment for the meeting
I'll be busy as a bee

You'll be talking to me
But I just won't understand
I'll be falling by the wayside
You'll be holding out your hand

Don't you tempt me with perfection
I have other things to do
I didn't burrow this far in
Just to come right back to you

I'm going in I’m going in
I have never been so ugly
I have never been so slow
These prison walls get closer now
The further in I go

I'm going in I’m going in
I like to see you from a distance
And just barely believe
And think that
Even lost and blind
I still invented love

I'm going in
I’m going in
I’m going in

[6] Bells - Lhasa

Bells are ringing
All through the drowned town
In the empty streets
And a hundred miles around

Bells are ringing
Birds are flying upside down
My heart has been lost for too long

Bells are ringing
Ships will be leaving
This was my home
Nothing's moving nothing is breathing

Bells are ringing
Ringing me from sleep
My sleep was not restful
But my dreaming was deep

Bells are ringing
We both know
There's nothing left to do
But walk out there and go

You could lean your head down
And rest it on my knee
You could tell me a story
That does not end this way

Bells are ringing
We both know
There's nothing left to do
But walk out there and go

[7] Where Do You Go - Lhasa

Where do you go
When your tides get low
In the summer dress
Of your drunkenness

I go far from here
Where the silence sleeps
In the very deeps
Of the holy blue

And I dream of you
And I dream of you
Dream of you
Dream of you

What do you say
When the rotted day
Is around your feet
In the noisy street

And your eyes fall rain
From pain from pain
I say never again
Never again
Never again

Why do you wander
So light though falling
In the underwater calling

I skate like a bird
Drunk on a word
Almost in love
If I only knew

But the best will drive
Through me and you
Me and you
Me and you

[8] 1001 Nights - Lhasa

I have no way to prove it
No proof but I believe
A thousand and one nights of this
And then I will be free

My prison will be broken down
The dark will come undone
A thousand and one nights of this
And then the change will come

A garden growing underground
A treasure waiting to be found
A bird that never makes a sound

You don't have to believe it
But just you wait and see
A thousand and one nights of this
And then I will be free

[9] La Confession - Lhasa

Je n’ai pas peur
De dire que je t’ai trahi
Par pure paresse
Par pure mélancolie
Qu’entre toi
Et le diable
J’ai choisi le plus
Confortable
Mais tout cela
N’est pas pourquoi
Je me sens coupable
Mon cher ami

Je n’ai pas peur de dire
Que tu me fais peur
Avec ton espoir
Et ton grand sens
De l’honneur
Tu me donnes envie
De tout détruire
De t’arracher
Le beau sourire
Et même ça
N’est pas pourquoi
Je me sens coupable
C’est ça le pire

Je me sens coupable
Parce que j’ai l’habitude
C’est la seule chose
Que je peux faire
Avec une certaine
Certitude
C’est rassurant
De penser
Que je suis sûre
De ne pas me tromper
Quand il s’agit
De la question
De ma grande culpabilité

Je n’ai pas peur
De dire que j’ai triché
J’ai mis le plus pur
De mes pensées
Sur le marché
J’ai envie de laisser tomber
Toute cette idée
De « vérité »
Je garderais
Pour me guider
Plaisir et culpabilité

[10] Abro La Ventana

Ahora me levanto
De esta cama
Ahora
Abro la ventana
Y entra la luz
Con el viento
Ahora te siento
Y estas tan lejos
De aquí

Si un día te vas
Y ya no vuelves más
Si un día me voy
Y ya no vuelvo yo

Que largo es el mundo
Es infinito
Ayer te tuve
En mis brazos
Y hoy
Como un grano de arena
En algún suelo ajeno
Estas escondido de mí

Si un día te vas
Y ya no vuelves más
Si un día me voy
Y ya no vuelvo yo

Que grán silencio
Todo en suspenso
Que vértigo de no verte
Retumbo
Como una campana
Abro la ventana
Y entras tú
Entras tú…

Aurora

Hermosa como siempre, Björk! [Y los pingüinos]

*** Aurora - Björk

Treading
The glacier head
Looking hard for
Moments of shine
From twilight
To twilight
Ahhhhh...
Utter mundane

Aurora
Goddess sparkle
Shoot me
Beyond this suffer
The need
Is great
Aurora
Ahhhh...
Utter mundane

Aurora
Goddess sparkle
A mountain shade
Suggests your shape
I tumbled down
On my knees
Fill the mouth
With snow
The way it melts
I wish
To melt
Into you
Aurora
Ahhh...
Utter mundane

Spark the sun off
Spark the sun off
Spark the sun off
Spark the sun off me

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+++ Sweet Intuition - Björk

Close your eyes
listen closely
all that you've learnt
try to forget it

Fuck logic, fuck logic
bravo to instinct
and sweet intuition

What makes you tick?
try to remember
all that you've learnt
try to forget it

Believe in believing
believe in instinct
and sweet intuition, honey

And inside
we're all still wet
longing and yearning
repeat after me:

Fuck logic, fuck logic
bravo to instinct
and sweet intuition
sweet intuition
sweet intuition, honey

+++ Pagan Poetry - Björk

Pedalling through
The dark currents
I find
An accurate copy
A blueprint
Of the pleasure
In me

Swirling black lilies totally ripe
A secret code carved
Swirling black lilies totally ripe
A secret code carved

He offers
A handshake
Crooked
Five fingers
They form a pattern
Yet to be matched

On the surface simplicity
But the darkest pit in me
It's pagan poetry
Pagan poetry

Morsecoding signals (signals)
They pulsate (wake me up) and wake me up
(pulsate) from my hibernating

On the surface simplicity
Swirling black lilies totally ripe
But the darkest pit in me
It's pagan poetry
Swirling black lilies totally ripe
Pagan poetry

Swirling black lilies totally ripe

I love him, I love him
I love him, I love him
I love him, I love him
I love him, I love him
She loves him, she loves him

This time
She loves him, she loves him
I'm gonna keep it to myself
She loves him, she loves him
She loves him, she loves him
This time
I'm gonna keep me all to myself
She loves him, she loves him
And he makes me want to hand myself over
She loves him, she loves him
She loves him, she loves him
And he makes me want to hand myself over

+++ Cocoon - Björk

Who would have known
That a boy like him
Would have entered me lightly
Restoring my blisses

Who would have known
That a boy like him
After sharing my core
Would stay going nowhere

Who would have known
A beauty this immense
Who would have known
A saintly trance
Who would have known
Miraculous breath
To inhale a beard
Loaded with courage

Who would have known
That a boy like him
Possessed of magical
Sensitivity
Would approach a girl like me
Who caresses cradles his head
In a bosom

He slides inside
Half awake, half asleep
We faint back
Into sleephood
When I wake up
The second time
In his arms
Gorgeousness
He's still inside me

Who would have known
Who ahhh
Who would have known

A train of pearls
Cabin by cabin
Is shot precisely
Across an ocean

From a mouth
From a
From the mouth
Of a girl like me
To a boy
To a boy
To a boy

Ghost

[Cortesía de JL Posada]

*** In Jamaica

Desidilio

[Cortesía de St.]

*** By Klaus & Kinski

Qué felicidad
Toda la noche sin parar
Todo el tiempo que he pasado esperando
Y por fin

Qué bien se está
Incluso me atrevo a bailar
Y cuando cerraron todo el festival,
Fuimos a buscar
Algún lugar
Estaba claro

No puedo olvidar
Sentados a la orilla del mar
Me miraste y dijiste que me ibas a decir
Lo que todo el tiempo había esperado oír:
“Escúchame,
Es por tu bien,
Olvídate de mí.”
De mí, oh oh…

[…]

Juzgar

[Cortesía de BrujaMar]

*** No juzgues

Y tú que sabes,
Qué sabes de mi silencio,
Dime qué sabes,
Qué sabes de mis secretos,
Qué descubres de mi mirada,
Que intuyes de mis palabras
¡Dime qué sabes!

Y tú que sabes,
Qué conoces de mi alegría
Dime qué sabes,
Qué sabes de mi melancolía,
Qué conoces de mi poesía,
Qué intuyes de mi melodía,
¡Tú no sabes nada!

¡No sabes nada!

Entonces por qué me juzgas,
Si no sabes nada.
No sabes nada,
Entonces por qué me juzgas,
Si no sabes nada

Y yo qué sé,
Qué sé yo de tu silencio.
Yo no se nada
No se nada de tus secretos,
No sé nada de tu poesía,
Qué sé yo de tu melancolía,
¡Yo tampoco sé nada!

¡Yo no sé nada!
¡Yo tampoco sé nada!
Entonces por qué te juzgo,
Si yo no sé nada

¡No sabemos nada!

Entonces por qué nos juzgamos
¡Si no sabemos nada!
No sabemos nada, no sabemos nada...

Pepe Le Pew

Que vivan Pepe Le Pew y Penelope Pussycat!

*** Pepe El Cantaó! [Español]


*** Pepe El Cantaó! [Inglés]