Do you have the time to listen to me whine about nothing and everything all at once?
I am one of those melodramatic fools, neurotic to the bone, no doubt about it.

May 23, 2007

BLUE MONDAY

How does it feel
To treat me like you do
When you've laid your hands upon me
And told me who you are
I thought i was mistaken
I thought i heard your words
Tell me how do i feel
Tell me now how do i feel

Those who came before me
Lived through their vocations
From the past until completion
They will turn away no more
And i still find it so hard
To say what i need to say
But i'm quite sure that you'll tell me
Just how i should feel today

I see a ship in the harbor
I can and shall obey
But if it wasn't for your misfortunes
I'd be a heavenly person today
And i thought i was mistaken
And i thought i heard you speak
Tell me how do i feel
Tell me now how should i feel

Now i stand here waiting
I thought i told you to leave me
While i walked down to the beach
Tell me how does it feel
When your heart grows cold
(grows cold, grows cold, grows cold)

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SOY GARRIK

Cuántos hay que, cansados de la vida,
enfermos del pesar, muertos de tedio,
hacen reír como el actor suicida,
sin encontrar para su mal remedio!

¡Ay! Cúantas veces al reír se llora,
Nadie en lo alegre de la risa fíe,
porque en los seres que el dolor devora,
el alma gime cuando el rostro ríe.

Si se muere la fe, si huye la calma,
si sólo abrojos nuestra planta pisa,
lanza a la faz la tempestad del alma,
un relámpago triste: la sonrisa.

El carnaval del mundo engaña tanto,
que las vidas son breves mascaradas;
aquí aprendemos a reír con llanto
y también a llorar con carcajadas.