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Lo más bonito de esta vida....

El otro día estaba la televisión puesta con Mentes Criminales y como viene siendo costumbre en esta serie, se acaba el capítulo con una cita de algún personaje celebre. Esta vez le toco el turno a Helen Keller y una de sus famosas frases:


"The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched. They must be felt with the heart."


"Lo mejor y más bonito de esta vida no puede verse ni tocarse, debe sentirse con el corazón."

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Arlandria - Foo Fighters

Después de escuchar el nuevo disco de los Foo Fighters, publicado hace un par de meses, me quedo con esta canción, que ha sido la que más me ha gustado. Dentro del disco pueden verse todo tipo de canciones, todas dentro del estilo de los Foo Fighters. Se pueden destacar otras canciones como Rope, Walk o White Limo, con ese tono tan desgarrado y rockero.


"Arlandria"

Ain't that the way it always starts.
A simple round of conversation.
Became a shameful equation.
I flipped you station to station.

Hey. Don't go and turn the other way.
Don't say there's nothin more to say.
Come on, hear me out.
Hush, hush, settle down.
Button up, don't make a sound.
Shame, shame, go away.
Come again some other day.

You used to say I couldn't save you enough,
so I've been saving it up, I started saving it up.
And when you said I couldn't give you enough,
I started giving you up, I started giving you up.

You are not me, Arlandria, Arlandria.
You and what army, Arlandria, Arlandria?
Oh, God you gotta make it stop.

Chase all of those memories away,
save them all for another day.
Don't you remember it was rain that drowned you.

Wait!
I wanna see if you can say.
I wan to keep all that i can take,
I feel much better now.
Use me up, spit me out,
let me be your hand-me-down.
Fame, fame, go away, come again some other day.

You used to say I couldn't save you enough,
So I've been saving it up, I started saving it up.
And when you said I couldn't give you enough,
I started giving you up, I started giving you up.

You are not me, Arlandria, Arlandria.
You and what army, Arlandria, Arlandria?
Oh, God you gotta make it stop.

My sweet Virginia, I'm the same as I was in your arm.
My sweet Virginia, I'm the same as I was in your heart.

Shame, shame go away,
come again some other day.
Memories keep haunting me.
Help me chase them all away.
Hush, now settle down,
button up, don't make a sound.
Close your eyes, turn around.
Help me burn this to the ground.
Come now, take the blame, that's okay, I'll play the game.
I don't care, it's all the same, watch you all go up in flames.
Use me up, spit me out,
let me be your hand-me-down.
Fame, fame, go away, come again some other day.

You used to say I couldn't save you enough,
so I've been saving it up, I started saving it up.
And when you said I couldn't give you enough,
I started giving you up, I started giving you up.

You are not me, Arlandria, Arlandria.
You and what army, Arlandria, Arlandria?
Oh, God you gotta make it stop.

My sweet Virginia, oh, God you gotta make it stop.
My sweet Virginia, oh, God you gotta make it stop. 

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Loveless - Final Fantasy

Este es el poema que recita Genesis durante toda la historia de Final Fantasy VII Crisis Core. Trata acerca de los dones de la diosa y tres hombres que intentan conseguirlos, muy de acuerdo a la historia del juego.




Prologue (Poem)
When the war of the beasts brings about the world's end
The goddess descends from the sky
Wings of light and dark spread afar
She guides us to bliss, her gift everlasting

Act I (Poem)
Infinite in mystery is the gift of the Goddess
We seek it thus, and take to the sky
Ripples form on the water's surface
The wandering soul knows no rest.

Act II (Poem)
There is no hate, only joy
For you are beloved by the goddess
Hero of the dawn, Healer of worlds
Dreams of the morrow hath the shattered soul
Pride is lost
Wings stripped away, the end is nigh

Act III (Poem)
My friend, do you fly away now?
To a world that abhors you and I?
All that awaits you is a somber morrow
No matter where the winds may blow
My friend, your desire
Is the bringer of life, the gift of the goddess
Even if the morrow is barren of promises
Nothing shall forestall my return

Act IV (Poem)
My friend, the fates are cruel
There are no dreams, no honor remains
The arrow has left the bow of the goddess
My soul, corrupted by vengeance
Hath endured torment, to find the end of the journey
In my own salvation
And your eternal slumber
Legend shall speak
Of sacrifice at world's end
The wind sails over the water's surface
Quietly, but surely

Act V (Poem)
Even if the morrow is barren of promises
Nothing shall forestall my return
To become the dew that quenches the land
To spare the sands, the seas, the skies
I offer thee this silent sacrifice

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21 guns

A veces, vuelves a escuchar una canción después de un tiempo y esa canción te trae buenos recuerdos. Así es 21 guns, una cancion para los buenos recuerdos, ya sean antiguos o nuevos.

Do you know what's worth fighting for,
When it's not worth dying for?
Does it take your breath away
And you feel yourself suffocating?
Does the pain weigh out the pride?
And you look for a place to hide?
Did someone break your heart inside?
You're in ruins

One, 21 guns
Lay down your arms
Give up the fight
One, 21 guns
Throw up your arms into the sky,
You and I

When you're at the end of the road
And you lost all sense of control
And your thoughts have taken their toll
When your mind breaks the spirit of your soul
Your faith walks on broken glass
And the hangover doesn't pass
Nothing's ever built to last
You're in ruins.

One, 21 guns
Lay down your arms
Give up the fight
One, 21 guns
Throw up your arms into the sky,
You and I

Did you try to live on your own
When you burned down the house and home?
Did you stand too close to the fire?
Like a liar looking for forgiveness from a stone

When it's time to live and let die
And you can't get another try
Something inside this heart has died
You're in ruins.

One, 21 guns
Lay down your arms
Give up the fight
One, 21 guns
Throw up your arms into the sky

One, 21 guns
Lay down your arms
Give up the fight
One, 21 guns
Throw up your arms into the sky,
You and I

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Polvo - Gritando en Silencio

Hace tiempo que escucho a Gritando en Silencio, pero como todo buen grupo siempre tienen algo con lo que sorprenderte y esta vez fue la canción bonus de su primer disco, que nunca había oido, la verdad una gran canción.






A veces mi saliva se satura
Mientras mi poca cordura
Tiende a desvariar
Que no me quedan ganas
De seguir mirando adelante
Si me falta el cariño
De quien quiero de verdad.

Pero aunque sobren las heridas
Y veas tu vida anochecer
Mientras vivan los recuerdos
Nada se puede perder.

Polvo somos, polvo fino,
Polvo más en el camino,
Rápidamente nos quedamos
En las fauces del destino.

Polvo somos, polvo fino,
Polvo más en el camino,
Rápidamente nos quedamos
En las fauces del destino.

Alzar la frente con las pocas ganas
De mirar a ese cielo
Bajo el que tu ya no estás.
Quiero que me lleve el viento,
Quiero verte sonreír,
Quiero poder ver colores
Cuando me acuerde de ti.

Y cuando te sientas sola
Y creas que pierdes la partida,
Mientras vivan los recuerdos
Nada se puede perder.

Polvo somos, polvo fino,
Polvo más en el camino,
Rápidamente nos quedamos
En las fauces del destino.

Polvo somos, polvo fino,
Polvo más en el camino,
Rápidamente nos quedamos
En las fauces del destino.

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Creación del blog

Primera entrada para inaugurar mi blog personal. En este blog voy a publicar casi todo lo que se me pase por la cabeza.

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