Viej@bronca

Vivís actuando
la realidad
es una obra para vos
siempre sobre el escenario

Pero el escenario
somos nosotros
Somos nosotros
las tablas donde pisás
somos tus hijos

Lucía

I'm a bitch, I'm a lover

I hate the world today
you’re so good to me
I know but I can't change
Tried to tell you
But you look at me like maybe
I'm an angel underneath
Innocent and sweet

Yesterday I cried
Must have been relieved to see
The softer side
I can understand how you'd be so confused
I don't envy you
I'm a little bit of everything
All rolled into one

[Chorus:]
I'm a bitch, I'm a lover
I'm a child, I'm a mother
I'm a sinner, I'm a saint
I do not feel ashamed
I'm your hell, I'm your dream
I'm nothing in between
You know you wouldn't want it any other way

So take me as I am
This may mean
You'll have to be a stronger man
Rest assured that
When I start to make you nervous
And I'm going to extremes

Tomorrow I will change
And today won't mean a thing

[Chorus]

Just when you think, you got me figured out
The season's already changing
I think it's cool, you do what you do
And don't try to save me

[Chorus]

I'm a bitch, I'm a tease
I'm a goddess on my knees
When you hurt, when you suffer
I'm your angel undercover
I've been numb, I'm revived
Can't say I'm not alive
You know I wouldn't want it any other way



Meredith Brooks
(referido a la versión de Alanis Morissette)

Gracias Ale por la corrección

Yesterday

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.


The Beatles

Girasoles

Girasoles
¿Y si no todos somos lo que somos?

Yo soy un girasol
que se mira a sí
A mi lado hay otro igual
¿Y si no es igual?

Una pareja son dos
¡no uno y medio!
¿Y si no todos somos girasoles?

Yo soy mi mitad
pero ¿tengo otra?
Una persona son uno
¡no uno y medio!

Girasoles
En mis manos hay un girasol
pero lo estoy apretando

aplastando

Dentro de poco ya deja de ser girasol

Yo soy ese girasol
y mi mano tiene un sol

apretado

Lucía

Rum

Mi cuarto está como yo
desorientado
(el sol entra por el oeste acá)
a la mitad
como yo
a la mitad del camino
sin definir
como yo sin decidirme

Mi cuarto tiene una ventana
con cortinas celestes y mariposas
mi cuarto está como yo
con lagos celeses
como yo metamorfoseándose
como yo
en el capullo sin ser ni gusano ni mariposa
en un capullo en mi cama

Yo soy como un cuarto
con la puerta cerrada
desorientado
(la luz me entra desde afuera a mí)
si abro la puera me rompen la cama
y si la cierro no tengo cuarto
mi cuarto es como yo
una cajita
una cajita cerrada



Lucía

Bienvenida

Bueno, hola.
Este es mi blog...
bienvenidos!!