The warmth of your love's
Like the warmth from the sun
And this will be our year
Took a long time to come
Don't let go of my hand
Now the darkness has gone
This will be our year
Took a long time to come
And I won't forget
The way you helped me up when I was down
And I won't forget
The way you said "darling, I love you"
You gave me faith to go on
Now we're there
And we've only just begun
This will be our year
Took a long time to come
The warmth of your smile
Smile for me, little one
And this will be our year
Took a long time to come
You don't have to worry
All your worried days are gone
And this will be our year
Took a long time to come
And I won't forget
The way you helped me up when I was down
And I won't forget
The way you said "darling, I love you"
You gave me faith to go on
Now we're there
And we've only just begun
This will be our year
Took a long time to come
And this will be our year
Took a long time to come
BY BEAUTIFUL SOUTH
lunes, 18 de abril de 2011
viernes, 25 de marzo de 2011
DESPEDIDAS
Tomabamos algo en el aeropuerto. ¿Con cuantas tomé algo en un aeropuerto? Solo con vos.
En dos semanas la vida me cambiaste la vida como nunca antes me había pasado.
Ella no parece triste, pero lo está.
Hablo de cosas divertidas para que no pensemos en el adiós que ya llega.
Me agarra la mano y me mira con esos ojazos hipnotizantes aún detrás de sus anteojos.
"No es que no esté triste" me dice en un inglés perfecto "solamente estoy acostumbrada a decir adiós".
Le aprieto la mano y nos sonreimos. Los dos pensamos en el quilombo que se hubiera armado y que evitamos procediendo como procedimos.
"No te preocupes" le digo "tengo un master en decir adiós".
Igual era mentira. No le dije adiós. No creo que nunca pueda.
En dos semanas la vida me cambiaste la vida como nunca antes me había pasado.
Ella no parece triste, pero lo está.
Hablo de cosas divertidas para que no pensemos en el adiós que ya llega.
Me agarra la mano y me mira con esos ojazos hipnotizantes aún detrás de sus anteojos.
"No es que no esté triste" me dice en un inglés perfecto "solamente estoy acostumbrada a decir adiós".
Le aprieto la mano y nos sonreimos. Los dos pensamos en el quilombo que se hubiera armado y que evitamos procediendo como procedimos.
"No te preocupes" le digo "tengo un master en decir adiós".
Igual era mentira. No le dije adiós. No creo que nunca pueda.
domingo, 13 de marzo de 2011
ALGO ME QUEDA
martes, 8 de marzo de 2011
PEQUEÑO GRAN LIBRO

Hasta que mi buen amigo Beto me lo prestó desconocía que existiera este libro, obra del creador de Dilbert.
Lejos de lo gráfico, más cerca del existencialismo y el panteismo, Scott Adams nos presenta un "experimento mental". ¿Es la solución más simple la más acertada? ¿Hasta que punto nuestras percepciones definen una única realidad? ¿Cual es el único desafío para un Dios omnipresente, todopoderoso, alpha y omega? ¿Son las personas que piensan menos las más felices?
Lo mejor es que no pretende ser un gran libro ni un receptáculo de respuestas como la estafa de "El Secreto". Pretende dejar un zumbido en la cabeza del lector.
Y lo logra sin que su autor quiera por medio de sus líneas impresionar con su sabiduría.
Es un libro corto, se lee rápido. Está escrito con la buena onda del humorista, aunque el humor es escaso. A veces hay que abrir la cabeza y cuestionarse las cosas. Aunque nos haga menos "felices".
sábado, 5 de marzo de 2011
PRIMERA VERDAD
"La primera verdad acerca de mí es una que no me gusta admitir: Por más que me jacte de hacer todo por mí mismo, nunca estuve solo. Tuve ayuda."
I remember our old neighborhood
Everyone there, they understood
You could wind up stranded in the lost and found
So you better stick together if you want to stick around
Now me and the boys got our own little plan
Somebody out there will understand
And we’ll have the world in the palm of our hand
I never walk alone
I never walk alone
I take care of my own
I never walk alone
It isn’t what you’ve got it’s who you know
We take that with us wherever we go
We stick together and we have our fun
You know we’re taking our days one by one
And when there’s trouble in my face
I’m a tired runner in the human race
I gotta get back to a familiar face
I never walk alone
I never walk alone
I take care of my own
I never walked alone.
jueves, 13 de enero de 2011
CLOSER THAN MOST
Vos y yo, nena. Wow.
Well I kept fantasizing your eyes were wide open
and it made me long for little last night
Yes it was frantic, it was young, it was sweet
But a sweet worth every bite
Now I'm not normally one to be greedy
But I had to be greedy with you
5 days, 6 days. the whole of the month
wouldn't satisfy my only sweet tooth
Well it can take many years to forge a friendship
It can take a lifetime to get close
But we took all the shortcuts,
used our hearts as a map
and we still got closer than most
So excuse my staring but it's just your looks
are a standard well above myself
Your face might mean zip to you
But to me it's something else
All I can do is thank you
and wish that every dream you have will come true
5 years, 6 years, the whole of your life
I'll be wishing for the riches for you
You dashed pretty's only chance of a compliment
and gave the plain the blues
Turned supermodel into last year's pull
and got her down shining your shoes
And I don't mean to be hod carrier
of the ordinary folks bad news
But tell Miss World to fly to Mars
If she really doesn't like to lose
Well it can take many years to forge a friendship
It can take a lifetime to get close
But we took all the shortcuts,
used our hearts as a map
and we still got closer than most
Well I kept fantasizing your eyes were wide open
and it made me long for little last night
Yes it was frantic, it was young, it was sweet
But a sweet worth every bite
Now I'm not normally one to be greedy
But I had to be greedy with you
5 days, 6 days. the whole of the month
wouldn't satisfy my only sweet tooth
Well it can take many years to forge a friendship
It can take a lifetime to get close
But we took all the shortcuts,
used our hearts as a map
and we still got closer than most
So excuse my staring but it's just your looks
are a standard well above myself
Your face might mean zip to you
But to me it's something else
All I can do is thank you
and wish that every dream you have will come true
5 years, 6 years, the whole of your life
I'll be wishing for the riches for you
You dashed pretty's only chance of a compliment
and gave the plain the blues
Turned supermodel into last year's pull
and got her down shining your shoes
And I don't mean to be hod carrier
of the ordinary folks bad news
But tell Miss World to fly to Mars
If she really doesn't like to lose
Well it can take many years to forge a friendship
It can take a lifetime to get close
But we took all the shortcuts,
used our hearts as a map
and we still got closer than most
miércoles, 10 de noviembre de 2010
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