Vaya contrastes....

And this also....

Because....25 five years of my life and still..
And also, because I cry sometimes when I'm lying in bed...



25 years of my life and still
I'm trying to get up that great big hill of hope
for a destination
I realized quickly when I knew I should
that the world was made up of this brotherhood of man
for whatever that means

And so I cry sometimes when I'm lying in bed
to get it all out what's in my head then I
I am feeling a little peculiar
And so I wake in the morning and I step outside
and I take deep breath
and I get real high
then I scream from the top of my lungs
what's goin' on

and I say hey... hey...
I say hey, what's goin' on
and I say hey... hey...
I said hey, what's goin' on

Oh, oooh...
Oh, oooh...

and I try, oh my God do I try
I try all the time
in this institution
and I pray, oh my God do I pray
I pray every single day
for a revolution

and so I cry sometimes when I'm lying in my bed
just to get it all out what's in my head then I
I am feeling a little peculiar
and so I wake in the morning and I step outside
and I take a deep breath then I get real high
then I scream from the top of my lungs
what's goin' on

and I say hey... hey...
I say hey, what's goin' on
and I say hey... hey...
I said hey, what's goin' on

and I say hey... hey...
I say hey, what's goin' on
and I say hey... hey...
I said hey, what's goin' on

Oh, oooh, oooh...

25 years of my life and still
I'm trying to get up that great big hill of hope
for a destination

Vidios y Vidios.

Primero este, que me recuerda situaciones, me encanta su música y me pone a pensar.




Dedicated to all the people that I can lend a hand in return for the grace that you gave me....for all the hope you brought me. For all of you that made my horrible days...a beautiful day...

Beautiful Day - U2

The heart is a bloom
Shoots up through the stony ground
There's no room
No space to rent in this town

You're out of luck
And the reason that you had to care
The traffic is stuck
And you're not moving anywhere

You thought you'd found a friend
To take you out of this place
Someone you could lend a hand
In return for grace

It's a beautiful day
Sky falls, you feel like
It's a beautiful day
Don't let it get away

You're on the road
But you've got no destination
You're in the mud
In the maze of her imagination

You love this town
Even if that doesn't ring true
You've been all over
And it's been all over you

It's a beautiful day
Don't let it get away
It's a beautiful day

Touch me
Take me to that other place
Teach me
I know I'm not a hopeless case

See the world in green and blue
See China right in front of you
See the canyons broken by cloud
See the tuna fleets clearing the sea out
See the Bedouin fires at night
See the oil fields at first light
And see the bird with a leaf in her mouth
After the flood all the colors came out

It was a beautiful day
Don't let it get away
Beautiful day

Touch me
Take me to that other place
Reach me
I know I'm not a hopeless case

What you don't have you don't need it now
What you don't know you can feel it somehow
What you don't have you don't need it now
Don't need it now
Was a beautiful day

Another picture.

Fitting even more in the archetypic "tormented artist"

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Another song...

Phoenicoperus showed it and now, I write it down.


A veces llega un momento en que
te haces viejo de repente
sin arrugas en la frente
pero con ganas de morir
paseando por las calles
todo tiene igual color
siento que algo hecho en falta
no se si será el amor

Me despierto por la noches
entre una gran confusión
es tal la melancolía
que está acabando conmigo
siento que me vuelvo loco
y me sumerjo en el alcohol
las estrellas por la noche
han perdido su esplendor

He buscado en los desiertos
de la tierra del dolor
y no he hallado mas respuesta
que espejismos de ilusión
he hablado con las montañas
de la desesperación
y su respuesta era solo
el eco sordo de mi voz

Deep anger.

Deep anger and hate is what I feel. And it is extending to everything. Yes, I hate pretty much everything. And just as always. I am alone and by myself. I might need to stop worrying about other people. Because at the end, it's just me. Even the people I loved left me eventually. And fool of me, I am always there. Go to hell everybody then. And also, the good boy of me is over.

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Sigur Ros

Como mencioné en esta entrada, he aqui algo de este grupo islandés Sigur Ros.

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Nightfall

No sign of life did flicker
In floods of tears she cried
"All hope's lost it can't be undone
They're wasted and gone"

"Save me your speeches
I know (They blinded us all)
What you want
You will take it away from me
Take it and I know for sure
The light she once brought in
Is gone forevermore"

Like sorrowful seaguls they sang
"(We're) lost in the deep shades
The misty cloud brought
(A wailing when beauty was gone
Come take a look at the sky)
Monstrous it covered the shore
Fearful into the unknown"
Quietly it crept in new horror
Insanity reigned
And spilled the first blood
When the old king was slain

chorus:
Nightfall
Quietly crept in and changed us all
Nightfall
Quietly crept in and changed us all
Nightfall
Immortal land lies down in agony

"How long shall we
Mourn in the dark
the bliss and the beauty
Will not return
Say farewell to sadness and grief
Though long and hard the road may be"
But even in silence I heard the words
"An oath we shall swear
By the name of the one
Until the world's end
It can't be broken"

Just wondering how
I can still hear these voices inside

The doom of the Noldor drew near

The words of a banished king
"I swear revenge"
Filled with anger aflamed our hearts
Full of hate full of pride
We screamed for revenge

chorus

"Vala he is that's what you said
Then your oath's been sworn in vain
(But) freely you came and
You freely shall depart
(So) never trust the northern winds
Never turn your back on friends"

"Oh I'm heir of the high lord!"
"You better don't trust him"
The enemy of mine
Isn't he of your kind and
Finally you may follow me
Farewell
He said

chorus

Back to where it all began

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Definitions.

Weary:

feeling or showing tiredness, esp. as a result of excessive exertion or lack of sleep : he gave a long, weary sigh. See note at tired . • reluctant to see or experience any more of; tired of : she was weary of their constant arguments | [in combination ] war-weary Americans. • calling for a great amount of energy or endurance; tiring and tedious : the weary journey began again.

Sorrow:

a feeling of deep distress caused by loss, disappointment, or other misfortune suffered by oneself or others : he understood the sorrow and discontent underlying his brother's sigh. • an event or circumstance that causes such a feeling : it was a great sorrow to her when they separated. • the outward expression of grief; lamentation.

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