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Muse. Madness.

I… I can't get this memories out of my mind And some kind of madness Has started to evolve And I... I tried so hard to let you go But some kind of madness Is swallowing me whole, yeah I have finally seen the light And I have finally realized What you mean And now, I need to know if it's real love Or is it just Madness Keeping us afloat And when I look back, at all the crazy fights we have Like some kind of madness Was taking control, yeah And now I have finally seen the light And I...have finally realized What you need And now I have finally seen the end (Finally seen the end) And I'm... I'm expecting you to care (Expecting you to care) And I have finally seen the light (Finally seen the light) And I have finally realized (Realized) I need to love I need to love Capture me Trust in your dream Come on and rescue me Yes, I know I can be wrong Baby, you're too headstrong Our love is... (Madness)

Muse. I Belong To You.

When these pillars get pulled down It will be you who wears the crown And I'll owe everything to you How much pain has cracked your soul? How much love would make you whole? You're my guiding lightning strike I can't find the words to say They're overdue I've traveled half the world to say I belong to you Then she attacks me like a Leo When my heart is split like Rio But I assure you my debts are real I can't find the words to say When I'm confused I traveled half the world to say You are my muse Ah, réponds, réponds à ma tendresse Verse-moi, verse-moi l'ivresse Réponds à ma tendresse Réponds à ma tendresse Ahh, verse-moi l'ivresse Verse-moi, verse-moi l'ivresse Réponds à ma tendresse Réponds à ma tendresse Ahh, verse-moi l'ivresse I belong, I belong to you alone I can't find the words to say They're overdue Traveled half the world to say I belong to you

Nora Méndez. Acción de Gracias.

Por la piedra que me tropieza Por los atajos que me has dejado Por la infancia de mis ideas Por mi vocación de rueda Por mi confusión eterna Entre el bien y el mal Por mis profecías Por esta ansiedad que me mueve la vida Por la gloria y el aplauso Por el ridículo y la soledad Por los sueños que me acompañan  Por esta amistad con las palabras Por el amor que se me esconde Por la terquedad que me precede Por mi voz que sabe andar en la guitarra Por el mar en mis caderas Por los duendes de mis hijos Por la ternura empuñada Por la cólera que me puebla Por las hormonas derramadas Por la razón que he encontrado Por el tapete de tus manos Por la fantasía como medicina Por la locura que me cabalga Por el dolor que me enseña Por esa voz profunda Con que me llamas.