sábado, 26 de diciembre de 2009

wah

Es hora de ofrecerles una canción sobre el destino,
La muerte,
Y de cómo Edipo se folló a su madre en medio de Alabama.
Versa sobre el pánico,
El fin.

THE END
This is the end, beautiful friend
This is the end, my only friend
The end of our elaborate plans
The end of everything that stands
The end No safety or surprise
The end I'll never look into your eyes again
Can you picture what will be
So limitless and free
Desperately in need of some stranger's hand
In a desperate land
Lost in a Roman
wilderness of pain
And all the children are insane
All the children are insane
Waiting for the summer rain
There's danger on the edge of town
Ride the King's highway
Weird scenes inside the gold mine
Ride the highway West,
baby Ride the snake Ride the snake
To the lake To the lake The ancient lake,
baby The snake is long Seven miles
Ride the snake He's old And his skin is cold
The West is the best
The West is the best
Get here and we'll do the rest
The blue bus is calling us
The blue bus is calling us
Driver, where are you taking us?
The killer awoke before dawn He put his boots on
He took a face from the ancient gallery
And he walked on down the hall
He went into the room where his sister lived
And then he paid a visit to his brother
And then he walked on down the hall
And he came to a door And he looked inside
Father Yes son?
I want to kill you Mother,
I want to. . . C'mon baby,
take a chance with us C'mon baby,
take a chance with us C'mon baby,
take a chance with us And meet me at the back of the blue bus
This is the end,
beautiful friend
This is the end,
my only friend
The end It hurts to set you free But you'll never follow me
The end of laughter and soft lies
The end of nights we tried to die
This is the end.


En ocasiones es mejor no explicar vidas que no tienen explicación.
Morí un mes de julio,
En París.

3 comentarios:

  1. esas vidas son las mejores, las inexplicables.

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  2. entonces, todo lo que publicas lo escribes tu?
    es bonito, me gusta leerlo, me relaja..

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