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[Salax]

Por ejemplo:

El Grupo: La Monja Enana

El Disco: Un Secret Terrible

El Título De La Canción: Por Amor Al Arte

Desde que era niño me obligaron a pintar
A ir a Bellas Artes en la universidad
Óleo, acuarela, carboncillo y gouache
Todos los estilos he logrado dominar

No me gusta el arte, no quiero pintar
Quiero ser contable, prefiero sumar

Hoy he inaugurado mi novena exposición
La fama me persigue, parece una maldición
La crítica me aclama, no imagina la verdad
No soporto el óleo y me marea el aguarrás

No me gusta el arte, no quiero pintar
Quiero ser contable, prefiero sumar




Otro video del grupo:

Edited by Deadsunrise, 16 September 2007 - 02:19 PM.

[rokutanda]

Por ejemplo:
No me gusta el arte, no quiero pintar
Quiero ser contable, prefiero sumar

Eso lo tenia Dead de firma hace tiempo no?

Poesia mitica y que me encanta:

Me fui a los bosques porque queria vivir sin prisas. Queria vivir intensamente y sorberle todo el jugo a la vida. Dejar a un lado todo lo que no era la vida. Para no descubrir, a la hora de mi muerte, que no habia vivido.

E. E. Cummings.

[Syntaxis Error]

"No te des por vencido, ni aún vencido,
no te sientas esclavo, ni aún esclavo,
trémulo de pavor, piénsate bravo,
y arremete feroz, ya mal herido.

Ten el tesón del clavo enmohecido,
que ya viejo y ruin vuelve a ser clavo;
no la cobarde intrepidez del pavo,
que amaina su plumaje al menor ruido.

Procede como Dios que nunca llora,
o como Lucifer que nunca reza,
o como el robledal, cuya grandeza,
necesita del agua y no la implora...

que muerda y vocifere vengadora,
ya rodando en el polvo tu cabeza."

[billydkid]

bueno, yo pongo una que aprendi en este hilo y me gusto mucho

- Si la vitalita grande e tutto va bene... Avanti con il pene.
- Ma, si la situazzione e dificile e la forza mengua... Avanti con la
lengua.
- Si questa posizione si torna posibile de tutto intento inhumano... Avanti
con la mano.
- Ma, si niente funziona... e tutto e nulo... Avanti con il culo.
Ma, avanti... sempre Avanti !

[Salax]

Eso lo tenia Dead de firma hace tiempo no?

No sabía eso, pero me encanta mucho la canción.

[Salax]

Artist: Adam Green
Song: Salty Candy
Album: Friends Of Mine


in the front of the line,
now i'm back at home.
i wanna live my life,
in a bathtub.

roll a dirty dice,
and you're playin' blood.
stole a maxipad,
because i abandoned love.

it reminds me of salty candy,
semen shanties,
sailboats grindin',
up against your back.

i don't need no sentimental.
penis stencil,
feelings rising,
opposites attract.

she made me feel so small
i had no say at all.
she looked so cute they say.
but i don't know her that way.

heaven hold me back.
got 20 lives.
got my jesus jammies.
need some exercise.

take a walk at night,
past the dating bar.
i wanna live my life,
like a trackstar.

na, na na na na na. na, na na na na na.
na, na na na na na. na, na na na na na.
na, na na na na na. na, na na na na na.
na, na na na na na. na, na na na na na.

La carátula del disco: http://flickr.com/ph...alax/194810134/





Otros videos de Adam Green:

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Carolina, she's from Texas
Red bricks drop from her vagina
Oh, her lips taste just like sunk ships
But her breasts taste just like breakfast
There's her hand now on the cock sock
Filled with white tears from the thrift store
She's an eyesore in her red dress
I'm the ghost of her deceased when she said

Give us back our lives
Leave him, Carolina
Everything's just fine
Refill my prescription
Until next time
I get so lost inside the rooms inside my mind

California presidente
Cogi mucho estoy cansado
Dostoevsky, Fab Moretti
Antiseptic, complimentary
There's her hand now on the cock sock
Filled with white tears from the thrift store
She's an eyesore in her red dress
I'm the ghost of her deceased when she said


Goodnight Sweetheart
Flying high on birth control
She knows the pregnancy will show
That she smells nice when you look twice
Who's your boyfriend, Carolina?
And it's goodnight sweetheart
Flying high on birth control
She knows the rejections in her bones
Carolina, she's from Texas
Red bricks drop from her vagina
Carolina
Carolina
Carolina

!!!

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Oh I'm going with Darlene in a tragical part of the night,
but I wish she would bring me a place of morning spectacular life,
make it last just a few, brother's knew, brother's lovers proclaim,
down at the subway station, just a few brother's mother's remain,
oh help the children,

Down at the television station momma,
your bored, getting tired,
but baby you ain't trying to warn me that the (?) getting fired,
just like those bored down now second old cures,
that we said, hubba hubba,
just like that funny little lady momma,
tidy and clean, just like butter,
yeah.

Oh everybody no no no Nat King Cole,
no no no Nat King Cole
no no Nat no no Nat no no Nat King Cole,
baby,
your giving birth to a jealous lover, baby
the situation is out of your hands momma,
a funny little lady, and Johnny laid a flower,
they gonna get me momma,
going home now yeah.

Now I've been monkey-ing around, but a beat, bobbing free-wheeling guy,
but this lean Adam Green found this motel is how I get by,

I got a hole in my berol Cheryl,
she let me out in the cold,
I got a hundred one fever momma,
should not be acting so old,
she acted so old now yeah,

Woooo, break it down now,
Nat King Cole, Nat King Cole,
Nat King Cole, Nat King Cole,
Nat King Cole, Nat King Cole.
Nat King Cole

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Heart and soul Baby
There's no goal
Turn the lights on bright
You're a rock and roll star

Feel my love
Coming from the heavens above
When my eyes meet your eyes
You know it's true

Chorus:
Baby come dance with me
Baby come dance with me-ee
On tv at the tv station

You are lost
and I'm at home
And nobody wants to be here alone
Ooo baby's in mint condition
Man I'm doin' some dirty wishin'
Let's both get on that rocket to the stars

Baby come dance with me
Baby come dance with me-ee
On tv at the tv station

Edited by Salax, 06 August 2006 - 09:33 PM.

[luiscorfre]

mi aporte es un mensaje de amor...:

"el amor dura lo que dura dura"

y aqui una poesia..

"Si vas para Pamplona pregunta por la Dolores,
que es una niña muy linda que gusta de hacer favores,
y si no esta la Dolores pregunta por el Marques,
que te hace los mismos favores, pero los hace al reves"

[Salax]

¿De quien es la poesía?

[Syntaxis Error]

Grupo: Pain of Salvation
Canción: Imago
Álbum: Be.



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Spring came with awakening, came with innocense and joy
Spring came with fascination and desire to deploy
Summer came with restlessness and curiousity
Summer came with longing for the things we could not be

Take me to the forest, take me to the trees
Take me anywhere as long as you take me
Take me to the ocean, take me to the sea
Take me to the Breathe and BE

Autumn came with knowledge, came with ego came with pride
Autumn came with shamefulness for the things we could not hide
Winter came with anger and a bitter taste of fate
Winter came with fear for the things we could not escape

Take me to the forest, take me to the trees
Take me anywhere as long as you take me
Take me to the ocean, take me to the sea
Take me to the Breathe and BE

Teach me of the forest, teach me of the trees
Teach me anything as long as you teach me
Teach me of the ocean, teach me of the sea
Teach me of the Breathe and BE

See me! I am the one creation
Hear me! I am all the love that came from Animae
Know me! I am the incarnation
Fear me! I am all the power held by Animae
Me!

Give me of the forest, give me of the trees
Give me anything as long as it's for me
Give me of the ocean, give me of the sea
Give me of the Breathe and BE

Give me all the forests, give me all the trees
Give me everything as long as it's for free
Give me all the oceans, give me all the seas
Give me all the breathing BE

O sea, hay que poner una letra de canción o poesía que te guste, ¿no?

Sí.

Edited by Salax, 23 October 2006 - 01:55 PM.

[Salax]

No entiendo mucho de qué va el hilo. O sea, hay que poner una letra de canción o poesía que te guste, ¿no? Yo suelo usar el blog para eso pero bueno.

Puedes poner lo que tú quieras: letras de canciones favoritas, poesía, frases que te gusten o lo que se te ocurra.

[Shunogara]

paso a paso
mis pies me llevan en camino
hacia el ocaso,
primero uno, despues otro
ellos comparten mi destino,

doy un paso,
me cruzo a un hermano
doy un paso,
otro fantasma por mi lado

corro, me canso y sigo
los otros fantasmas son mi testigo
el sudor me aplaca sin piedad
soy otro fantasma en soledad

todos los somos,
cuando sales de casa sin recuerdos
sin familia, trabajo ni cartera
tu solo, contra la carretera

soy un alma en pena
mi propia vida me condena
los hombres que me cruzo son mis hermanos...
soy un fantasma del ocaso

Gustavo Adolfo Becker
rima XXXVIII

¡Los suspiros son aire, y van al aire!
¡Las lágrimas son agua, y van al mar!
Dime mujer: cuando el amor se olvida,
¿sabes tu a donde va?

[Nagi_Mahori]

Bueno, para los que se deprimen con frecuencia, un pequeño poema de Jorge Luis Borges, que la verdad me ha ahorrado uno que otro lio:

Y UNO APRENDE

Después de un tiempo,
uno aprende la sutil diferencia
entre sostener una mano
y encadenar un alma,
y uno aprende que el amor
no significa acostarse
y una compañía no significa seguridad
y uno empieza a aprender.
Que los besos no son contratos y los regalos no son promesas
y uno empieza a aceptar sus derrotas con la cabeza alta y los ojos abiertos y uno aprende a construir
todos sus caminos en el hoy,
porque el terreno de mañana
es demasiado inseguro para planes...
y los futuros tienen una forma de
caerse en la mitad.
Y después de un tiempo
uno aprende que si es demasiado,
hasta el calorcito del sol quema.
Así que uno planta su propio jardín
y decora su propia alma, en lugar
de esperar a que alguien le traiga flores. Y uno aprende que realmente puede aguantar,
que uno realmente es fuerte,
que uno realmente vale,
y uno aprende y aprende...
y con cada día uno aprende.

[Maeghith]

autor: jorge drexler
album: eco
tema: ...

joder, pues: "Deseo", "Todo se transforma", "Guitarra y vos", y "Se va, se va, se fue".

y de todas ellas rescato:

Hay manos capaces de fabricar herramientas con las que se hacen máquinas para hacer ordenadores que a su vez diseñan máquinas que hacen herramientas para que las usen las manos.

[Poison Ivy]

Grupo: Siouxsie & The Banshees
Disco: The Rapture
Tema: The double life

At the top of the stairs is a locked room
My secret chamber that no outsider views
For entry is forbidden... prohibited
Behind this door is my other self
Not a picture in a frame nor a fresh disguise
But my other self immobile, inert and sanguine
My narcissus kisses exhale crimson breath
And pump ruby to the lip
I stand before myself... not Jekyll nor Hyde
Not sibling nor twin separated at birth
I stand before myself... unaccountable
I dreamt that I had feet of clay
I dreamt I crossed the seven seas
And when I woke not knowing
I knew I led the double life
All I ever needed is twice removed
I spit my bile in an airless temper
In this vacuum a vampire reversed
This one who breathes life into me
And even dull mirrors reflect the tarnished twosome
I stand before myself not another me
Not Doppleganger nor witless clone
I stand before myself... unrepentant
I dreamt of sin and aftermath
I dreamt of centuries laid bare
And when I woke not knowing
I knew I led the double life

Edited by Poison Ivy, 22 July 2006 - 05:37 PM.

[kurapika]

Una canción de mis tiempos, de los ochenta.

Los Prisioneros
El Baile de Los Que Sobran.


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Es otra noche más,
de caminar.
Es otro fin de mes,
sin novedad.

Mis amigos se quedaron, igual que tú,
este año se les acabaron, los juegos, los 12 juegos.

Únanse al baile, de los que sobran,
nadie nos va a echar de más,
nadie nos quiso ayudar de verdad.

Nos dijeron cuando chicos,
jueguen a estudiar.
Los hombres son hermanos y juntos deben trabajar.
Oían los consejos,
los ojos en el profesor, había tanto sol,
sobre las cabezas;
y no fue tan verdad porque esos juegos al final
terminaron para otros con laureles y futuro
y dejaron a mis amigos pateando piedras.

Únanse al baile, de los que sobran,
nadie nos va a echar de más,
nadie nos quiso ayudar de verdad.

Hey,
conozco unos cuentos,
sobre el futuro.
Hey el tiempo en que los aprendí,
fue más seguro.

Barro en los zapatos.
Barro más cemento.
El futuro no es ninguno,
de los prometidos en los 12 juegos.
A otros le enseñaron,
secretos que a ti no.
A otros dieron de verdad esa cosa llamada educación,
ellos tenían esfuerzo, ellos tenían dedicación,
y para que,
para terminar bailando y pateando piedras.

Únanse al baile, de los que sobran,
nadie nos va a echar de más,
nadie nos quiso ayudar de verdad.

Edited by Salax, 23 October 2006 - 02:01 PM.

[billydkid]

Bueno, yo pongo una frase que me gusta mucho, bueno, tres

la que mas me gusta,

los heroes son recordados, pero las leyendas nunca mueren

esta la vi en una pelicula, The Sandlot, de 1993

esta otra es de Don Quijote

Dejad que los perros ladren, señal de que vamos cabalgando.

y esta ultima la dijo Jerry lee lewis

Yo nunca quise ser profeta, si acaso ELVIS

Edited by billydkid, 22 July 2006 - 09:15 PM.

[~ Fc ~]

Artista: X Japan
Cancion: Art of life


-2ZodcuS8cI

Desert Rose
Why do you live alone
If you are sad
I'll make you leave this life
Are you white, blue or bloody red
All I can see is drowning in cold grey sand

The winds of time
You knock me to the ground
I'm dying of thirst
I wanna run away
I don't know how to set me free to live
My mind cries out feeling pain

I've been roaming to find myself
How long have I been feeling endless hurt
Falling down, rain flows into my heart
In the pain I'm waiting for you
Can't go back
No place to go back to
Life is lost, Flowers fall
If it's all dreams
Now wake me up
If it's all real
Just kill me

I'm making the wall inside my heart
I don't wanna let my emotions get out
It scares me to look at the world
Don't want to find myself lost in your eyes
I tried to drown my past in grey
I never wanna feel more pain
Ran away from you without saying any words
What I don't wanna lose is love

Through my eyes
Time goes by like tears
My emotion's losing the color of life
Kill my heart
Release all my pain
I'm shouting out loud
Insanity takes hold over me

Turning away from the wall
Nothing I can see
The scream deep inside
reflecting another person in my heart
He calls me from within
"All existence you see before you
must be wiped out :
Dream, Reality, Memories,
and Yourself"

I begin to lose control of myself
My lust is so blind, destroys my mind
Nobody can stop my turning to madness
No matter how you try to hold me in your heart
Why do you wanna raise these walls
I don't know the meaning of hatred
My brain gets blown away hearing words of lies
I only want to hold your love

Stab the dolls filled with hate
Wash yourself with their blood
Drive into the raging current of time
Swing your murderous weapon into the belly
"the earth"
Shout and start creating confusion
Shed your blood for pleasure
And what ? for love ?
What am I supposed to do ?

I believe in the madness called "Now"
Past and future prison my heart
Time is blind
But I wanna trace my love
on the wall of time, over pain in my heart
Art of life
Insane blade stabbing dreams
Try to break all truth now
But I can't heal this broken heart in pain
Cannot start to live, Cannot end my life
Keep on crying

Close my eyes
Time breathes I can hear
All love and sadness
melt in my heart

Dry my tears
Wipe my bloody face
I wanna feel me living my life
outside my walls

You can't draw a picture of yesterday, so
You're painting your heart with your blood
You can't say "No"
Only turning the wheel of time
with a rope around your neck
You build a wall of morality and take a breath
from between the bricks
You make up imaginary enemies and are chased by them
You're trying to commit suicide
You're satisfied with your prologue
Now you're painting your first chapter black
You are putting the scraps of life together
and trying to make an asylum for yourself
You're hitting a bell at the edge of the stage
and
You are trying to kill me

I believe in the madness called "Now"
Time goes flowing, breaking my heart
Wanna live
Can't let my heart kill myself
Still I haven't found what I'm looking for
Art of life
I try to stop myself
But my heart goes to destroy the truth
Tell me why
I want the meaning of my life
Do I try to live, Do I try to love
in my dream

I'm breaking the wall inside my heart
I just wanna let my emotions get out
Nobody can stop
I'm running to freedom
No matter how you try to hold me in your world
Like a doll carried by the flow of time
I sacrificed the present moment for the future
I was in chains of memory half-blinded
Losing my heart, walking in the sea of dreams
Close my eyes
Rose breathes I can hear
All love and sadness melt in my heart
Dry my tears
Wipe my bloody face
I wanna feel me living my life
outside my mind

Dreams can make me mad
I can't leave my dream
I can't stop myself
Don't know what I am
What lies are truth ?
What truths are lies ?

I believe in the madness called "Now"
Time goes flowing, breaking my heart
Wanna to live
Can't let my heart kill myself
Still I haven't found what I'm looking for
Art of life
I try to stop myself
But my heart goes to destroy the truth
Tell me why
I want the meaning of my life
Do I try to live, Do I try to love

Art of life
An Eternal Bleeding heart
You never wanna breathe your last
Wanna live
Can't let my heart kill myself
Still I'm feeling for
A Rose is breathing love
in my life

Edited by Salax, 23 October 2006 - 02:04 PM.

[billydkid]

cancion: Best of You
grupo: Foo Fighters



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I've got another confession to make
I'm your fool
Everyone's got their chains to break
Holdin' you

Were you born to resist or be abused?
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?

Are you gone and onto someone new?
I needed somewhere to hang my head
Without your noose
You gave me something that I didn't have
But had no use
I was too weak to give in
Too strong to lose
My heart is under arrest again
But I break loose
My head is giving me life or death
But I can't choose
I swear I'll never give in
I refuse

Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Has someone taken your faith?
Its real, the pain you feel
You trust, you must
Confess
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Oh...

Oh...Oh...Oh...Oh...

Has someone taken your faith?
Its real, the pain you feel
The life, the love
You die to heal
The hope that starts
The broken hearts
You trust, you must
Confess

Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?

I've got another confession my friend
I'm no fool
I'm getting tired of starting again
Somewhere new

Were you born to resist or be abused?
I swear I'll never give in
I refuse

Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Has someone taken your faith?
Its real, the pain you feel
You trust, you must
Confess
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Oh...

de momento, de las mejores canciones de este grupo, me gusta mucho esta cancion y la letra me parece muy buena,

de poemas dejo este de Jaime Sabines titulado :

Cuando tengas ganas de morirte

Cuando tengas ganas de morirte
esconde la cabeza bajo la alopáda
y cuenta cuatro mil borregos.
Quédate dos días sin comer
y veras que hermosa es la vida:
carne, frijoles, pan.
Quédate sin mujer: verás.

Cuando tengas ganas de morirte
no alborotes tanto: muérete
y ya.

este mas que nada pienzo que es para aquellas personas estupidas que no valoran la vida y dicen,
- Hay, quisiera morirme!!

Edited by Salax, 23 October 2006 - 02:06 PM.

[Bad_CRC]

Cualquiera de las que ponga en mi blog...

http://blog.mizerable.net/categories/5

mismamente:

When a person turns to wrong, is it a want to be, belong?
Part of things at any cost, at what price a life is lost

At what point do we begin, fighter spirit a will to win
But what makes a man decide, take the wrong or righteous road

There's a thin line between love and hate
Wider divide that you can see between good and bad
There's a grey place between black and white
But everyone does have the right to choose the path that he takes

We all like to put the blame on society these days
But what kind of good or bad a new generation brings

Sometimes take just more than that to survive be good at heart
There is evil in some of us no matter what will never change

I will hope, my soul will fly, so I will live forever
Heart will die, my soul will fly, and I will live forever

Just a few small tears between someone happy and one sad
Just a thin line drawn between being a genius or insane

At what age begin to learn of which way out we will turn
There's a long and winding road and the trail is there to burn

There's a thin line between love and hate
Wider divide that you can see between good and bad
There's a grey place between black and white
But everyone does have the right to choose the path that he takes

I will hope, my soul will fly, so I will live forever
Heart will die, my soul will fly, and I will live forever

I will hope, my soul will fly, so I will live forever
Heart will die, my soul will fly, and I will live forever

The thin line between love and hate

The thin line between love and hate

[luiscorfre]

¿De quien es la poesía?

NPI... nunca supe, la escuche por ahi, sorry

[Maeghith]

me suena a una Jota (canción típica de la provincia de Aragón en España) que cantabamos en el coche camino de la euskal.

Sólo que Makai y Poi, en lugar de decir Pamplona decían otro sitio, no recuerdo si zaragoza, calahorra, o alguna otra cosa.