martes, 1 de diciembre de 2009
HABLANDO DE Dr JEKILL AND Mr HYDE
You see, I've got a mental disposition
Sometimes I'm mean, sometimes I'm vicious
I'm Dr. Jekyll, I'm Mr. Hyde
So if you want to stay alive
Just give me all you've got to give
And then perhaps I'll let you live
Fernando Magallanes

H.G. WELLS

lunes, 30 de noviembre de 2009
MORPHINE - Letra curiosa
DO NOT GO QUIETLY INTO YOUR GRAVE
Listen young people I'm 74
And I plan to live 60 or 70 more
Yeah I've been all around I've done a few things
And I spent a few nights on the floor, oh!
Did everything wrong but I never got caught
So of course I would do it all over again
I surprised many people who'd written me off
Years ago now they're way underground
Nobody asked me but here's my advice
To a young man or woman who's living this life
In a world gone to hell where nobody's safe
Do not go quietly unto your grave
Do not go quietly unto your grave
Learned a few tricks and I'll learn a few more
And I got enough bullets to fight a small war
Nobody asked me so here's my advice
To a young man or woman who's living this life
In a world gone to hell where nobody's safe
Do not go quietly unto your grave
Do not go quietly unto your graveDo not go quietly unto your grave
Do not go quietly unto your grave
Libre traducción:
Óigame gente joven, ya cumplí los 74
Y planeo vivir 60 o 70 más
Sí, he estado por ahí y he hecho algunas cosas
Y también pasé algunas noches durmiendo en el suelo
Hice todo mal, pero nunca me pillaron
Así que por supuesto lo haría todo otra vez
Sorprendí a varias personas que me hubieran vetado hace años
Pero ahora están bajo tierra
Nadie me está preguntando, pero aquí va mi consejo
Para los hombres y mujeres jóvenes que viven esta vida
En un mundo que va al infierno, donde nadie está seguro
No se vayan a la tumba sin haber dicho nada
No se vayan a la tumba sin haber dicho nada
Aprendí algunos trucos, y aprenderé otros más
Y tengo balas suficientes para armar una pequeña guerra
Nadie me está preguntando, pero aquí va mi consejo
Para los hombres y mujeres jóvenes que viven esta vida
En un mundo que va al infierno, donde nadie está seguro
No se vayan a la tumba sin haber dicho nada
No se vayan a la tumba sin haber dicho nada
No se vayan a la tumba sin haber dicho nada
Robert Louis Stevenson

viernes, 27 de noviembre de 2009
Kafka - Un artista del hambre

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http://www.ciudadseva.com/textos/cuentos/euro/kafka/hambre.htm
KAFKA - LA METAMORFOSIS

«¿Qué me ha ocurrido?», pensó.
No era un sueño...."
jueves, 26 de noviembre de 2009
MORPHINE - TEST TUBE BABY/ SHOOT THEM DOWN
hey Shoot Colombia Down
shoot Mexico Down
shoot Panama Down
shoot El Salvador Down
shoot'm Down (X10)
METAMORFOSIS

martes, 24 de noviembre de 2009
TRACY CHAPMAN - FAST CAR
Una letra muy triste para una hermosa canción
FAST CAR
You got a fast car I want a ticket to anywhere Maybe we make a deal Maybe together we can get somewhere Anyplace is better Starting from zero got nothing to lose Maybe we'll make something But me myself I got nothing to prove You got a fast car And I got a plan to get us out of here I been working at the convenience store Managed to save just a little bit of money We won't have to drive too far Just 'cross the border and into the city You and I can both get jobs And finally see what it means to be living You see my old man's got a problem He live with the bottle that's the way it is He says his body's too old for working I say his body's too young to look like his My mama went off and left him She wanted more from life than he could give I said somebody's got to take care of him So I quit school and that's what I did You got a fast car But is it fast enough so we can fly away We gotta make a decision We leave tonight or live and die this way I remember we were driving driving in your car The speed so fast I felt like I was drunk City lights lay out before us And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder And I had a feeling that I belonged And I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone You got a fast car And we go cruising to entertain ourselves You still ain't got a job And I work in a market as a checkout girl I know things will get better You'll find work and I'll get promoted We'll move out of the shelter Buy a big house and live in the suburbs You got a fast car And I got a job that pays all our bills You stay out drinking late at the bar See more of your friends than you do of your kids I'd always hoped for better Thought maybe together you and me would find it I got no plans I ain't going nowhere So take your fast car and keep on driving You got a fast car But is it fast enough so you can fly away You gotta make a decision You leave tonight or live and die this way