martes, 25 de septiembre de 2007

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Debo hacer pronto esa critica de La leyenda del pianista sobre el oceano...Gran Obra de Tornattore...

La gente se va, siempre...
Porque no irnos todos de una vez...?

Conciente...
Despierto...
Libre...

Pendientes 3 post...

You scream for someone to help, and guess what? Theres no one there...
You are all alone, you, god`s special creature...
Soundtrack-
Imitation of Life-R.E.M




Charades, pop skill
Water hyacinth, named by a poet
Imitation of life.

Like a koi in a frozen pond.
Like a goldfish in a bowl.
I don't want to hear you cry.

Thats sugarcane that tasted good.
Thats cinnamon, thats Hollywood.
C'mon, c'mon no one can see you try.

You want the greatest thing
The greatest thing since bread came sliced.
You've got it all, you've got it sized.

Like a Friday fashion show teenager
Freezing in the corner
Trying to look like you don't try.

Thats sugarcane that tasted good.
Thats cinnamon, thats Hollywood.
C'mon, c'mon no one can see you try.

No one can see you cry.


That sugar cane that tasted good.
That freezing rain, that's what you could.
C'mon, c'mon on no one can see you cry.

This sugarcane
This lemonade
This hurricane, I'm not afraid.
C'mon, c'mon no one can see you cry.

This lightning storm
This tidal wave
This avalanche, I'm not afraid.
C'mon, c'mon no one can see me cry.

That sugar cane that tasted good.
That's who you are, that's what you could.
C'mon, c'mon on no one can see you cry.

That sugar cane that tasted good.
That's who you are, that's what you could.
C'mon, c'mon on no one can see you cry.

3 Manchas en la pared:

Alberto dijo...

Buena esa del pianista, me gusta bastante. Por otro lado, que cancionsaza la que has puesto de soundtrack, me llega con ganas.

Saludos Raúl

Alberto Enrique Chávez Guatemala

JC dijo...

Raúl:

Gracias por el comentario dejado en mi blog.

Debo confesar de que a pesar de que soy adicto a tu blog, suelo comentar poco en él pues siento que mis rudas ironías y mi cínico sarcasmo de barrio desentonaría de este blog tan bien engarzado entre poesía, arte literario y soundtracks sublimes, incomprensibles, depresivos y postmodernistas.

Me siento más suelto dejando mis graffitis en el de crítica de cine para dar "proofs of life"

Pero de que te leo te leo.

A diferencia de Alberto, no he visto "1900". Pero lo de la dinamita sí que me llama la atención

Beka dijo...

Raul

Que pasa con vos?


aun no se resuelve lo de la joven de rubios rizos y blanca tez?+