(Whishes -for, because of, with (you)-)
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"Give me your eyes * I need sunshine
Your blood * Your bones * Your voice * and your ghost
We've both been very brave * Walk around with both legs
Fight the scary day * We both pull the tricks out of our sleeves
but I'll believe in anything * and you'll believe in anything
If I could take the fire out from the water
I'd share a life and you'd share a life
...
I'd take you where nobody knows you
And nobody gives a damn
said nobody knows you * and nobody gives a damn
and I could take another hit for you
away your trips from you
away the salt from your eyes
and take away the spitting salt in you
and I could give you my apologies
by handing over my neologies
and I could take away the shaking knees
and I could give you all the olive trees
oh look at the trees and look at my face
and look at a place far away from here
Give me your eyes * I need sunshine
...
Your blood * Your bones * Your voice * and your ghost
We've both been very brave
Walk around with both legs
Fight the scary day
We both pull the tricks out of our sleeves
but I'll believe in anything
and you'll believe in anything
If I could take the fire out from the water
I'd share a life and you'd share a life
...
If I could take the fire out from the water
I'd take you where nobody knows you
And nobody gives a damn
I said nobody knows you
and nobody gives a damn
I said nobody knows you
and nobody gives a damn either way
* About your blood
your bones
your voice
and ghost *
because nobody knows you
and nobody gives a damn either way
and now I'll believe in anything"
(Wolf Parade)
miércoles, 28 de octubre de 2009
jueves, 8 de octubre de 2009
Repetatur haustus
Quiero ser tu copiloto. Siempre. Pensar en escribir "S.O.S" en la palma de mi mano y pegarla contra el cristal sonriendo como loca. Cantar casi chillando. Siempre. El mundo no es tan grande en realidad.
I want to be your co-driver. Always. Think in writing "S.O.S" on the palm of my hand and lean it against the window glass, smiling as mad. Sing almost shouting. Always. The world is not really very wide.
I like the peace
in the backseat,
I don't have to drive,
I don't have to speak,
I can watch the country side,
and I can fall asleep.
My family tree's
losing all its leaves,
crashing towards the driver's seat,
the lightning bolt made enough heat
to melt the street beneath your feet.
Alice died
in the night,
I've been learning to drive.
My whole life,
I've been learning.
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