Everytime I look into the dreams I see the clouds go by

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Now you can take what you want
And take what you need
I say ain't worry me no more
'Cause you are not what I want
And I said do what you want
And do what you need
I say ain't worry me no more
'Cause you are not what I want
No no no no no

TaNcat

Lying in my bed
Watching my mistakes
I listen to the band
Lying in my bed
With nothing much to say so I listen to the man
He said that it could be the 2 of us

"stupid little things"

Oh you knew it, and you blew it didn't you babe?
I was lying when I asked you to stay.
Now no-one's gonna care,
if you don't call them when you said.
And he's not coming round tonight to try and talk you into bed.
And all those stupid little things,
they ain't working,
no they ain't working any more.


I wrote this song two hours before we met. I didn't know your name or what you looked like yet. Oh I could have stayed at home and gone to bed. I could have gone to see a film instead. You might have changed your mind and seen your friend. Life could have been very different but then Something changed. Do you believe that there's someone up above? And does he have a timetable directing acts of love? Why did I write this song on that one day? Why did you touch my hand and softly say, "Stop asking questions that don't matter anyway. Just give us a kiss and celebrate here today - Something changed". When we woke up that morning we had no way of knowing that in a matter of hours we'd change the way we were going. Where would I be now if we'd never met? Would I be singing this song to someone else instead? I dunno but like you said - Something changed.

LeS hOres PErdUDes

La gent es va perdent, alguns més que altres,però et sents bé.Creus conèixer als quals t'envolten,les situacions tirants són gairebé irremeiables,i les decepcions arriben per si soles,encara sort que el destí sempre té alguna sorpresa amagada per a animar més els dies,i que millor que una operació que em duu amargant en tots els sentits.
Des de la meva sortida de l'hospital,tinc una visió més confusa,pot ser que sigui per les hores perdudes,que van ser moltes,els dies eren eterns,avorrits,cansats,
irritants,interminables,desoladors,decebedors,buits,i com no...,molt molt trists.

M'he dut amb mi tot això i més,i sembla que m'hagin consumit les forces i les ganes de crear,escriure,llegir,sortir..fins obrir els ulls.

Temporalment tanco aquest bloc,per falta de motivació,i interessos,poc queda per contar,el meu cap no pensa,no pot,ja vindran dies millors,amb més llum i idees noves.

RoSeS in thE hOsPitaL...

Dies amb perspectives dolentes,cansament cíclic,matí gris i cel trist..i jo igual que els dies,cíclica i trista.
Días con perspectives malas,cansancio cíclico,mañana gris y cielo triste..y yo igual que los días,cíclica y triste.

"Deixeu que les paraules juguin a jocs de paraules"
(Dejad que las palabras jueguen a juegos de palabras)

Like a Rolling Stone

Nunca creir tener tantos sentimientos encontrados en una canción de Dylan...

"...Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.
How does it feel?
How does it feel?
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?......."



Grouche,animateeee! un poco de cariño,un poco de comprensión..jejeje
gracias por estar conmigo estos dias y estar tan pendiente.
"to know you,is to love you" (te lo "who"-ro)
marilia.

oeoeoeoooeee!!

gReat coMe bacK MANICS!!!

YouR lOVe aLONe iS Not ENoUgH

Your love alone
Is not enough, Not enough, Not enough
When times get tough
They get tough, They get tough, They get tough

Free all your heroes if we're ghosts
If we're ghosts, If we're ghosts, If we're ghosts
They're always the ones that love you most
Love you most, Love you most, Love you most

Your love alone
Is not enough, Not enough, Not enough
It's what you felt
It's What you said, What you said, What you said

You said the sky would fall on you
Fall on you, Fall on you
Through all the pain your eyes stayed blue
They stayed blue, They be blue

But your love alone won't save the world
You'll know the secret of the universe
Despite it all you made it worse
It left you lonely, It left you cold

You stole the sun
Straight from my heart, From my heart, From my heart
With no excuses
Just fell apart, Fell apart, Fell apart

No you won't make a mess of me
Mess of me, Mess of me
For you're as blind as a man can be
Man can be, Man can be

I could've seen for miles and miles
I could have made you feel alive
I could've placed us in exile
I could've written all your lies
I could have shown you
I could have shown you
How you cry

Your love alone
Is not enough
Your love alone
Is not enough

La la la la, la la la la
I could've shown you
Shown you how to cry

Your love alone
Is not enough
Your love alone

QUiNa CuLtuRA!!!

Lou Reed i Patti Smith presten la seva veu a la poesia catalana del segle XX

Les icones del underground novaiorquès Lou Reed, Patti Smith i Laurie Anderson prestaran la seva veu als grans poetes catalans del segle XX, en una iniciativa que reivindica el vincle cultural que existeix entre ambdós costats de l'Atlàntic.
El recital, que tindrà lloc el 23 i 24 de març, és el plat fort de Made in Catalunya, una mostra de cultura catalana que se celebrarà a Nova York la pròxima setmana i que ha estat organitzada per l'Institut Ramon Llull.
Tant Reed com Smith i Anderson s'han mostrat molt entusiastes amb els recitals que oferiran en al Baryshnikov Arts Center de Manhattan i han destacat la qualitat d' "uns textos de gran riquesa poètica, un autèntic tresor", segons paraules de la precursora del punk novaiorquès Patti Smith, que aquest any ha entrat al Saló de la Fama del Rock.

El fundador de la Velvet Underground, Lou Reed, qui ha anunciat que l'editorial catalana Edicions 62 publicarà aquest any un volum de la seva obra poètica i les seves cançons, ha reconegut sentir-se "molt honrat" per poder prendre part en els recitals de "unes traduccions estupendes d'una poesia de gran qualitat".

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HaPpY bIrThAy Mr CoRgAn!!

17/3/1967


Thanks for all these years!!

RoCk On!!!!!

per a R

Radio
Play my favourite song
Radio
Radio
Radio
I'm alone
Radio
Radio
Please don't go
Radio
I peer thru curtains on empty streets
Behind a wall of caller i.d.
No one's out there
To hear if I care
About the troubles in the air
As I of the morning now come
Pick up where my thoughts left off
Cause I'm home to die on my own
As my radio
Plays my favourite song
Radio
Radio
Radio
Don't you know
Radio
Radio
That radio
I'm alone
I blow the dust off my guitars
In the attic with the stars
I read your letters
To feel better
My tears upon the fading ink
As I of the morning now gone
Pick up where my thoughts left off
Cause I'm home to die on my own
As my radio
Plays my favourite song
Radio
Radio
Radio
I'm alone
Radio
Radio
Radio
Please don't go
I sit in the dark light
To wait for ghost night
To bring the past alive
To make a toast to life
Cause i have survived
What is it you want
What is it you want to change
What is it you want
What is it you want to change
What is it you want to change?
Radio

SuGaRpLuM fAiRy ( Todo queda en familia)

She said I know but the fire in my heart will show
She said I know but the fire for this world will grow

We want it all
To be able to stand and fall and shout
Our doubts
And when the sun goes down then we stay out
And songs will be sung
In the parks by us the young your mind
So bright
When you agree with me I know I'm right