lunes, 29 de enero de 2007

De la esperanza del mundo y sus tonterías...


Tendrás tantos fanáticos en la vida, pero yo no soy uno más. No soy uno de ellos. Soy fanático de tu piel y de tu aroma. Soy amante de nuestro olor a sexo. Soy lo que intento ser y no alcancé a completar. Seré lo que yo diga que quiero ser junto a tu lado. Y al final, todo será felicidad en nuestro mundo, porque esa es nuestro destino, nuestra condena: amarnos hasta que duela.






In cases such as these I'd like a hand
Don't wake me up without a master plan
With sight and sound becoming fragile
Don't you understand?
When things that once were beautiful
Are bland

And when I feel like I can feel once again
Let me stay awhile
Soak it in awhile
If we can hold on we can fix what is wrong
Buy a little time
For this head of mine
Haven for us

In truth there is no better place to be
Than falling out of darkness still to see

Without a premonition
Could you tell me where we stand?
I'd hate to lose this light
Before we land

And when I feel like I can feel once again
Let me stay awhile
Soak it in awhile
If we can hold on we can fix what is wrong
Buy a little time
For this head of mine
Haven for us

Before we let euphoria
Convince us we are free
Remind us how we used to feel
Before when life was real

And when I feel like I can feel once again
Let me stay awhile
Soak it in awhile
If we can hold on we can fix what is wrong
Buy a little time
For this head of mine
Haven for us