Teeth - Bowerbirds (Album Upper Air)
Only through the teeth of life
I see my ancient figure
My hands are strong
My eyes are endless
Oh, and my mind is the open ocean
That swells and broils with wild invention
In my great sun
Without boundaries
My love’s a giant welt
My heart is burning
Oh, through the teeth of life
A brilliant flame in a dark time
Oh, and the fleeting sun
Oh, the wild, gold beauty
So consumed, so removed
In the far reaches
O, resilient light
You are strong and sure without me
You are boldly dismantling
Oh, through the teeth of life
A brilliant flame in a dark time
Oh, and the fleeting sun
Oh, the wild, gold beauty
So consumed, so removed
In the far reaches
O, resilient light
You are strong and sure without me
You are boldly dismantling
Oh, and the fleeting sun
Oh, the wild, gold beauty
So consumed, so removed
In the far reaches
O, resilient light
You are strong and sure without me
You are boldly dismantling
Hurricane Drunk - Florence + The Machine
No walls can keep me protected,
No sleet - nothing between me and the rain.
And you can’t save me now, I’m in the grip of a hurricane.
I’m going to blow myself away
I’m going out, I’m going to drink myself to death
And in the crowd I see you with someone else
I brace myself ’cause I know it’s going to hurt
But I like to think at least things can’t get any worse
No home, don’t want shelter
No calm, nothing to keep me from the storm
And you can’t hold me down, ’cause I belong to the hurricane
It’s going to blow this all away
I’m going out, I’m going to drink myself to death
And in the crowd I see you with someone else
I brace myself ’cause I know it’s going to hurt
But I like to think at least things can’t get any worse
I hope that you see me, ’cause I’m staring at you
But when you look over, you look right through
Then you lean and kiss her on the head
And I never felt so alive and so dead
I’m going out, I’m going to drink myself to death
And in the crowd I see you with someone else
I brace myself ’cause I know it’s going to hurt
I’m going out..
I’m going out, I’m going to drink myself to death
And in the crowd I see you with someone else
I brace myself ’cause I know it’s going to hurt
I’m going out
Casi primavera . . .
La naturaleza tiene su propia firma . . .
La Luna sigue soñando con el Sol . . .
fuiste incorpóreo tanto tiempo
tanto tiempo fuiste soñado
al tenerte frente a frente
no pude cumplirme lo pactado
y me quedé con las ganas
de tocarte
de estrecharte
de mimarte
unas milésimas de segundo
ahora puedo,
ahora lo hago,
sigo soñándote . . .
Mario Benedetti 14/09/1920 - 17/05/2009
Chau número tres
Te dejo con tu vida
tu trabajo
tu gente
con tus puestas de sol
y tus amaneceres.
Sembrando tu confianza
te dejo junto al mundo
derrotando imposibles
segura sin seguro.
Te dejo frente al mar
descifrándote sola
sin mi pregunta a ciegas
sin mi respuesta rota.
Te dejo sin mis dudas
pobres y malheridas
sin mis inmadureces
sin mi veteranía.
Pero tampoco creas
a pie juntillas todo
no creas nunca creas
este falso abandono.
Estaré donde menos
lo esperes
por ejemplo
en un árbol añoso
de oscuros cabeceos.
Estaré en un lejano
horizonte sin horas
en la huella del tacto
en tu sombra y mi sombra.
Estaré repartido
en cuatro o cinco pibes
de esos que vos mirás
y enseguida te siguen.
Y ojalá pueda estar
de tu sueño en la red
esperando tus ojos
y mirándote.
Mario Benedetti
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