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— Soft Powers [ Outlandish Scandals, 2011]
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VIOLENCE
— Soft Powers [ Outlandish Scandals, 2011]
“El fuego es el único de los cuatro elementos que nos arredra, pues su cercanía o su contacto nos hace daño, la sola manera de vincularnos con él es gracias a un mediador. Y este mediador es el cigarrillo. El cigarrillo nos permite comunicarnos con el fuego sin ser consumidos por él. Gracias a este invento completamos nuestra necesidad ancestral de religarnos con los cuatro elementos originales de la vida.”
— Julio Ramón Ribeyro [Solo para fumadores]
¿No ha dicho alguien que todos nosotros somos islas gritándonos mentiras los unos a los otros a través de mares de incomprensión?
RUDYARD KIPLING [La luz que se apaga, 1890]
DON'T BE AFRAID
Winter in the town Wishing days were longer soaking from dawn You're so very far Just as I thought "distance": I can see a star
Ahhh... And all emotions touching my mind They take me there
Pictures in my mind Of the days before you left and said goodbye My hand is in your hand I am lost in all the memories I had
Ahhh... I send you hundreds of letters: you'll find My longing there
Don't give up, don't be
Afraid of walking We will be shadows by our side Afraid of longing Cause I can make your dreams come true
Thousand miles away I am waiting for you every night and day Spring is in the air Gentle breeze is blowing on my doorstep-way
Ahhh... And all the fantasies in my mind They take me there
Sun is coming soon Nights could better run before I complete my room Can I hear you say That you'll never leave me in this way again?
Ahhh... I send you countless letters: you'll find The sunlight there
Don't give up, my love to you, don't be
Afraid of walking We will be shadows by our side Afraid of longing They're waiting like you all the time
Afraid of thinking About my promises to you Now don't stop falling Cause I can make your dreams come true
— Anoraak (feat. Sally Shapiro) [Wherever The Sun Sets, 2010]
PULLING OUR WEIGHT
In time we might walk the straight line But with memories of a grapevine A guitar, as we came close from far Forgot about the war We barely touched As if being watched
: And even in time We’ll give in to crime We’ll be on the line Pulling our weight :
Many miles from where I’m sleeping You share laughter in the evening As do I, in the great divine Yours is mine We’ll find love The kind we’re dreaming of
::
— The Radio Dept. [Pulling Our Weight, 2003]
OMID (HOPE)
: Rooz be rooz a'damha /x4
Az ham dige sir mishan Az ham dige ghar mikonan Rooz be rooz a'damha /x2 :
Man az ha'meh joda shodam, Az in donya bizaar shodam, A'rezoie Solh dashtam
Che ghadr sadeh del boodam /x2 A'rezoie Solh dashtam
Che ghadr sadeh del boodam /x2
::
Bia Omid kari bokon Chareye dard ha ro kon Nazar ke zendegi, Saree o tond tamoom beshe,
Nazar ke zendegi, Saree o tond tamoom beshe, Bedoon eshgh o shaadi /x2
::
— Thievery Corporation [The Richest Man In Babylon, 2002]
“¡Reloj imbécil, camina infame! Tus punteros negros como alas de cuervo se estacionan en cada minuto interminable. ¡Tengo ímpetus de arrojarte lejos, de pisotearte! ¡Irónico, mordaz, impasible enemigo de los que sufren, no tienes piedad! Cuando nos ves felices, te haces liviano, tus minuteros vuelan... ¡Eres perverso infesto del demonio!”
— Enrique Vila-Matas [El mal de Montano]
BOXER
What a drag not to know how you are or which of us got the raw deal. I was a dagger but in whose heart? I was the dirt beneath whose wheel?
Boxer, don't knock me down. Writer, don't write me out. Stranger, let's not stay estranged. Lover, are we going separate ways? And don't I get a say? Hey, hey, hey. What a drag not to know how you are. What a drag not to know how you feel. I tore the banner around your heart. I tore the banner that said "ideal." Today I'm thinking of you in a new way. — Lovers [Darklight, 2010]
Toda gran música en el fondo, es un menosprecio de la muerte.
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