Bullet with butterfly wings

Mariposas en mi cabeza
acariciando mis pensamientos,
extrañadas, tratando de abrirse paso
en un bosque denso y enmalezado.
El bosque de los recuerdos
de las sensaciones,
de los parches y las heridas,
el humo y las interrupciones,
las lluvias abruptas que intervienen a cada instantes
ansiosas por salir,
ahogandome por dentro
cuando mi garganta se calla,
mi estomago se pierde,
mi cara se endurece,
mis lagrimas no pueden salir.
Las alas que elevan mis pensamientos,
los refrescan y los pierden
para que yo vuelva a encontrarlos.
Puntos de luz, de inmesidad, de abismo
los recuerdos que me hacen,
los recuerdos que soy.

I've got nothing.
I got weak.
I've got a bitter taste
in my lips.

Milan

Se que puedo asesinarte,
clavarte un cuchillo en mi historia,
ignorarte o desaparecerte.
Se que puedo dejar que sufras toda una vida
y nunca extrenderte la mano
y nunca dejar que me veas llorar
o contarte un secreto
y reirnos despues de lo tonto que suena.
Puedo enojarme por cada mosca que pasa
y echarte la culpa
y dejar de sonreir cuando te veo venir.
Cambiarte, moldearte,
envilecerte un poco mas
achicarte o agrandarte inconmesurablemente,
desvelarte,
insultarte,
revolcarte, destruirte,
amarte, llorarte,
extrañarte, esperarte
desvelarme por tu caricia
y esperar el amanecer
para recordarte todas mis mañanas.
Escucharte, enmudecerte
pelearte, buscarte,
romperte, doblarte, dejarte, matarte.
Pero se que cuando despierte
vos seras igual...
Tan leve que casi diria que flotas en el aire,
tan leve...
Tan insoportablemente leve...

Ya'

Eramos nada mas que dos
en la fria y apretada oscuridad
y ahora que te has ido
veo los fantasmas regresar;
somos cada vez mas
cuando me despierto de madrugada.
Pero un arbol en mi ventana
sigue proyectando tu sombra contra la pared.









Been thinkin about you
and there's no rest,
shit I still love you,
still see you in bed
but I'm playing with myself,
what do yo care when I'm not there?

Summer in the city

Summer in the city
Means cleavage, cleavage, cleavage

And I started miss you, baby, sometimes

I've been staying up drinking
In the late night establishments
Telling strangers personal things

Summer in the city
I'm so lonely, lonely, lonely

So I went to a protest
just to rub up against strangers
And I did feel like coming
but I also felt like crying
And it doesn't seem so worth it right now

And the castrated ones stand in the corner smoking
They wan't to feel the bulges in their pants start to rise
At the sight of a beautiful woman
They feel nothing
but anger
Her skin makes them sick in the night

Nauseaous, nauseaous, nauseaous...

Summer in the city
I'm so lonely, lonely, lonely

I've been hallucinating you, babe
at the backs of other women
And I tap 'em on the shoulder
and they turn around smiling but
there's no recognition in their eyes

Oh, summer in the city!
Means cleavage, cleavage, cleavage

Don't get me wrong, dear
In general I'm doing quite fine

It's just when it's summer in the city
and you are so long gone from the city I start to miss you, baby, sometimes...

When it's summer in the city
and you are so long gone from the city
I start to miss you. Baby. Sometimes.

Ooh, I start to miss you, baby, sometimes

Somedays

Somedays aren't yours at all,
They come and go as if they're someone else's days
They come and leave you behind someone else's face
And it's harsher than yours
And colder than yours
They come in all quiet, sweep up and then they leave
And you don't hear a single floorboard creak
They're so much stronger than the friends you try to keep
By your side

Downtown
Downtown
I'm not here
Not anymore, I've gone away
Don't call me, don't write

I'm in love with your daughter
I wanna have her baby
I'm in love with your daughter
So can I please?

Downtown
Downtown
I'm not here
Not anymore, I've gone away
Don't call me, don't write
I've gone away
Don't call me, don't write
Don't call me, don't call me, don't call me, don't write
Don't write, don't write, don't write, don't write

Some days aren't yours at all
They come and go as if they're someone else's days
They come and leave you behind someone else's face
And it's harsher than yours

Goodbye my lover

Did I disappoint you or let you down?
Should I be feeling guilty or let the judges frown?
'Cause I saw the end before we'd begun
Yes I saw you were blinded and I knew I had won
So I took what's mine by eternal right
Took your soul out into the night
It may be over but it won't stop there
I am here for you if you'd only care

You touched my heart, you touched my soul
You changed my life and all my goals
And love is blind and that I knew when
My heart was blinded by you
I've kissed your lips and held your hand
Shared your dreams and shared your bed
I know you well, I know your smell
I've been addicted to you

Goodbye my lover
Goodbye my friend
You have been the one
You have been the one for me

I am a dreamer and when I wake
You can't break my spirit,
it's my dreams you take
And as you move on, remember me
Remember us and all we used to be

I've seen you cry, I've seen you smile
I've watched you sleeping for a while
I'd be the father of your child
I'd spend a lifetime with you
I know your fears and you know mine
We've had our doubts but now we're fine
And I love you, I swear that's true
I cannot live without you

Goodbye my lover
Goodbye my friend
You have been the one
You have been the one for me

And I still hold your hand in mine
In mine when I'm asleep
And I will bare my soul in time
When I'm kneeling at your feet

Goodbye my lover
Goodbye my friend
You have been the one
You have been the one for me

I'm so hollow, baby, I'm so hollow
I'm so, I'm so, I'm so hollow
I'm so hollow, baby, I'm so hollow
I'm so, I'm so, I'm so hollow

Analogia

Quisiera ser de madera,

tener cuerdas y que me ajustes.

Para poder estar siempre a tu medida.

Cuando esta zamba te cante

en la noche sola recuerda.

Mirando morir la luna

como es larga y triste la ausencia

No somos todos iguales

A veces existimos.

A veces no.

La luz,

a veces disipa los fantasmas.

Y otras los invita.

Las pasiones,

si estan, se nota.

Y si no, tambien.

Hoy, ayer, mañana

Dame un rio, un barco,

un sol que se pone o se levanta temprano,

dame el viento que acaricie mi cara

y traiga recuerdos del pasado

que regocijen el alma.

Dejame caminar sobre el agua

y llegar hasta tu corazon,

construyamos un puente entre tus dedos y mi pelo,

tu boca y mis ojos,

tus ojos y el horizonte en el que me perdi.

Quiero caer muy alto,

vivir por siempre en dos renglones.

Dame un rio y una pluma

y te dire lo que es el Amor.