Kasha´s Blog: March 2006

otro???!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ke romanticos

Bien pedo

Tiny Dancer

Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band
Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man
Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand
And now she's in me, always with me, tiny dancer in my hand

Jesus freaks out in the street
Handing tickets out for God
Turning back she just laughs
The boulevard is not that bad

Piano man he makes his stand
In the auditorium
Looking on she sings the songs
The words she knows, the tune she hums

But oh how it feels so real
Lying here with no one near
Only you and you can hear me
When I say softly, slowly

Hold me closer tiny dancer
Count the headlights on the highway
Lay me down in sheets of linen
you had a busy day today

Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band
Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man
Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand
And now she's in me, always with me, tiny dancer in my hand

TRUE LOVE WAITS

I'll drown my beliefs
to have you be in peace
iI'll dress like your niece
and wash your swollen feet
just don't leave
don't leave
and true love waits
in haunted attics
and true love lives
on lollipops and crisps
just don't leave
don't leave
i'm not living, i'm just killing time
your tiny hands, your crazy-kitten smile
just don't leave
don't leave

Vuelos
Vos me est�s mirando
y yo voy a caer, colgado en tu sien.
Vos me est�s mirando y yo voy a caer.
No ves pero ah� voy a
buscar tu prisi�n de llaves que s�lo cierran...
No ves pero ah�
voy a buscar tu prisi�n.
Y la bruna rebota siempre hacia aqu�.
Solo voy a volver,
siempre me vas a ver y cuando regrese de
este vuelo eterno.
Solo ver�s en m�, siempre a trav�s de m� un
paisaje de espanto as�.
Y el nylon abri� sus alas en m�...
Tu cara se borra, se ti�e de gris,
ser�s una piedra sola...
Te desprendes de m�,
yo me quedo en vos...
Ya mis ojos son barro en la inundaci�n
que crece, decrece, aparece y se
va y mis ojos son barro en la inundaci�n.

Un misil en mi placard
(Gustavo Cerati)

Refugiados sobre el div�n, busc�ndonos
Agitados por nuestras formas, busc�ndonos
Algo ocurri�, una extra�a sensaci�n, un presentimiento
Tuve que dejar de hacer el amor en el momento
Fui en busca de un abrigo, hac�a fr�o
Encend� un cigarrillo, ten�a miedo
Y ah� lo vi,
un misil en mi placard, mi placard
Un modelo para armar, pero nunca para desarmar

Te mire tristemente, tristemente
No hay mas tiempo que perder, sonre�ste
Estaba ah�,
un misil en mi placard, mi placard
Un modelo para armar, pero nunca para desarmar

Aqu� tambi�n, cre�as que estabas lejos
Aqu� tambi�n, aqu� tambi�n

Un misil en mi placard
Un misil en mi placard
Aqu� tambi�n

Champagne Supernova
How many special people change
How many lives are living strange
Where were you when we were getting high?
Slowly walking down the hall
Faster than a cannon ball
Where were you while we were getting high?

Some day you will find me
Caught beneath the landslide
In a champagne supernova in the sky
Some day you will find me
Caught beneath the landslide
In a champagne supernova
A champagne supernova in the sky

Wake up the dawn and ask her why
A dreamer dreams she never dies
Wipe that tear away now from your eye
Slowly walking down the hall
Faster than a cannon ball
Where were you when we were getting high?

Some day you will find me
Caught beneath the landslide
In a champagne supernova in the sky
Some day you will find me
Caught beneath the landslide
In a champagne supernova
A champagne supernova in the sky

Cos people believe that they're
Gonna get away for the summer
But you and I, we live and die
The world's still spinning round
We don't know why
Why, why, why, why

How many special people change
How many lives are living strange
Where were you when we were getting high?
Slowly walking down the hall
Faster than a cannon ball
Where were you while we were getting high?

Some day you will find me
Caught beneath the landslide
In a champagne supernova in the sky
Some day you will find me
Caught beneath the landslide
In a champagne supernova
A champagne supernova in the sky

Cos people believe that they're
Gonna get away for the summer
But you and I, we live and die
The world's still spinning round
We don't know why
Why, why, why, why

How many special people change
How many lives are living strange
Where were you when we were getting high?
We were getting high
We were getting high
We were getting high
We were getting high