medicación

i don't need an education
i learnt all i need from you
they got me on some medication
my point of balance was askew
it keeps my temperature from rising
my blood is pumping through my veins
somebody get me out of here
i'm tearing at myself
nobody gives a damn about me
or anybody else
i wear myself out in the morning
you're asleep when i get home
please don't call me self-defending
you know it cuts me to the bone
though it's really not surprising
i hold a force i can't contain
and still you call me co-dependent
somehow you lay the blame on me

garbage

cuando por la tarde te dije
que en realidad no pasaba nada
tuve que bajar la cabeza
para evitar tu mirada
y mi vida sería más sencilla
si consiguiera explicar lo que pasa
no tendría que estar de rodillas
suplicando las palabras
las cosas cuando se estropean
es muy difícil arreglarlas
lo que hoy te trae de cabeza
se habrá pasado mañana
tiraste una piedra en el agua
y vi las olas que se acercaban
pero nunca escucho, nunca atiendo
nunca me entero de nada

el día que fuimos al bosque
con tu caja de trucos de magia
enseguida se hizo de noche
y tú dijiste que te quedabas
yo era joven y fuerte entonces
no sabía lo que me esperaba
pero recuerdo que prometiste
que ibas a estar por la mañana
la próxima que te vea
no va a servirte la misma trampa
y tendrás que hacerte a la idea
de que lo nuestro no se acaba
lo vi en una de esas películas
de las que a ti tanto te gustaban
pero nunca escucho, nunca aprendo
no sé qué pasa, que nunca me entero de nada.

los planetas

al trepar por cubos de vapor
donde no queda más que recordar
te encontré durmiendo
sin saber
que estabas junto a mí

escondí estampas con tu olor
para así poder un volver
y seguir trepando
cuando nadie
se acuerde ya de ti

I jumped in the river and what did I see?
Black-eyed angels swam with me.
A moon full of stars and astral cars.
All the things I used to see.
All my lovers were there with me.
All my past and futures.
And we all went to heaven in a little row boat.
There was nothing to fear and nothing to doubt.

Thom Yorke

6 months after

i live by the ocean
and during the night
i dive into it
down to the bottom
underneath all currents
and drop my anchor

and this is where i'm staying

this is my home


björk

P

all these accidents that happen
follow the dot
coincidense makes sense
only with you
you don't have to speak
i feel
emotional landscapes
they puzzle me
then the riddle gets solved
and you push me up to
this state of emergency
how beautiful to be!
state of emergency
is where i want to be
all that no-one sees
you see
what's inside of me
every nerve that hurts you heal
deep inside of me
you don't have to speak - i feel
emotional landscapes
they puzzle me
confuse
then
the riddle gets solved
and you push me up to
this state of emergency
how beautiful to be!
state of emergency
is where i want to be.

björk

El palacio de papel

Con todas estas páginas
he construído mi mansión
en una zona alta de la ciudad
soleada y residencial.
Me llegó a ofrecer,
y era una ganga,
mano de obra infantil
cierta gran multinacional.
Claro, yo, la rechacé.
No saben la de cosas
que se escuchan
cuando tus paredes son
todas de papel.
Anoche oí a dos tipos planear
una guerra nuclear
mientras me hacía un té.
Y a veces oigo a las ratas
que roen la pared;
les doy papel de estraza
del que uso yo
para sacar la tinta de la piel,
y vivo así en mi palacio de papel.
Se está bien aquí,
se está bien.
La mujer del tiempo anuncia un huracán
pero no me iré,
resistiré.
Y se oyen voces que hablan de deshaucio,
y sé que quieren derribar
mi humilde mansión.
Al parecer pretende abrir aquí
una nueva boutique un tal Louis Vuitton.
Puede que le vaya a ver,
o puede que me atrinchere aquí
y, como cualquier animal,
ya sabré lo que hay que hacer,
o entienda que si no pierdo la fe
es porque jamás llegué a tener una que perder.
Pero en veintiocho años
vean que la reconstruí con estas torpes manos,
un millar de veces y sigo viviendo así,
como un rey en mi palacio de papel.
Se está bien aquí, se está bien
La mujer del tiempo anuncia un vendaval
pero no me iré
resistiré,
y si hay un fuego aprenderé a arder.
Y si empiezo a arder
aprenderé a apagarme.

Nacho Vegas

Black night is falling
the sun is gone to bed
the innocent are dreaming
as you should, sleepy-head.

All the love above I send into you-
comfort and protection.
I'll watch over you
but don't ask me what's gonna happen next.
I know the future, I'd love to lead the way
just to make it easier on you.

You are gonna have to find out for yourself.

My dearest scatterheart
there's comfort right in the eye of the hurricane
just to make it easier on you.

You are gonna have to find out for yourself.

All the hurt in the world-
you know, there's nothing I'd love to do more
than spare you from that burden-
It's gonna be hard.
If I only could shelter you from that pain
just to make it easier on you.

You are gonna have to find out for yourself.

Björk

We hate it when our friends become successful.
Oh, look at those clothes,
now look at that face, it's so old
and such a video!
Well, it's really laughable
Ha, ha, ha...
We hate it when our friends become successful.
And if they're northern, that makes it even worse,
and if we can destroy them
You bet your life we will destroy them.
If we can hurt them well, we may as well...
It's really laughable
Ha, ha, ha...
You see, it should've been me,
it could've been me,
everybody knows.
Everybody says so,
they say: "Ah, you have loads of songs,
so many songs, more songs than they'd stand...

Morrissey

Люблю глаза твои, мой друг
С игрой их пламенно-чудесной
Когда их приподымешь вдруг
И, словно молнией небесной
Окинешь бегло целый круг

Но есть сильней очарованья:
Глаза, потупленные ниц
В минуты страстного лобзанья
И сквозь опущенных ресниц
Угрюмый, тусклый огнь желанья
-----------------------------
I love your eyes, my dear
their splendid, sparkling fire
when suddendly you raise them so
to cast a swift, embracing glance
like lighting flashing in the sky.

But there's a charm that is greater still
when my love's eyes are lowered,
when all is fired by passion's kiss
and through the downcast lashes
I see the dull flame of desire.

Fyodor Tyutchev

poesía pagana

pedalling through
the dark currents
i find
an accurate copy
a blueprint
of the pleasure
in me
[swirling black lilies totally ripe]
a secret code carved
he offers a handshake
crooked
five fingers
they form a pattern
yet to be matched
on the surface simplicity
but the darkest pit in me
is pagan poetry
pagan poetry
[morse coded signals
they pulsate
and wake me up
from my
hibernate]
on the surface simplicity
but the darkest pit in me
is pagan poetry
pagan poetry
this time
i'm gonna keep it to myself
this time
i'm gonna keep me
all to myself
but he makes me want to
hand myself
over
and he makes me want to hand
myself
over.

Björk Gudsmundottir

Cause I'm on fire

I'll stick you
a little
enough
to take your oxygen away
I
set you on fire
cause I'm
on
fire
and I'm with you
alone
I'm so into
this whore
afraid
I might lose her
So forget about me
cause I'll stick you...

Camilo Moreno