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jueves, 14 de febrero de 2013

Lemon Tree

I`m sitting here in the boring room
It's just another rainy
Sunday afternoon
I'm wasting my time
I got nothing to do
I'm hanging around
I'm waiting for you
But nothing ever happens and I wonder

I'm driving around in my car
I'm driving too fast
I'm driving too far
I'd like to change my point of view
I feel so lonely
I'm waiting for you
But nothing ever happens and I wonder

I wonder how
I wonder why
Yesterday you told me 'bout the blue blue sky
And all that I can see is just a yellow lemon-tree
I'm turning my head up and down
I'm turning turning turning turning turning around
And all that I can see is just another lemon-tree
Sing!

I'm sitting here
I miss the power
I'd like to go out taking a shower
But there's a heavy cloud inside my head
I feel so tired
Put myself into bed
Well, nothing ever happens and I wonder

Isolation is not good for me
Isolation I don't want to sit on the lemon-tree
I'm steppin' around in the desert of joy
Baby anyhow I'll get another toy
And everything will happen and you wonder

I wonder how
I wonder why
Yesterday you told me 'bout the blue blue sky
And all that I can see is just another lemon-tree
I'm turning my head up and down
I'm turning turning turning turning turning around
And all that I can see is just a yellow lemon-tree

Is just a yellow lemon-tree...

Fool's Garden
Lemon Tree

 


domingo, 20 de enero de 2013

El triunfo de los mediocres -Antonio Fraguas, “Forges”-

Quizá ha llegado la hora de aceptar que nuestra crisis es más que económica, va más allá de estos o aquellos políticos, de la codicia de los banqueros o la prima de riesgo.

Asumir que nuestros problemas no se terminarán cambiando a un partido por otro, con otra batería de medidas urgentes o una huelga general.

Reconocer que el principal problema de España no es Grecia, el euro o la señora Merkel.

Admitir, para tratar de corregirlo, que nos hemos convertido en un país mediocre. Ningún país alcanza semejante condición de la noche a la mañana. Tampoco en tres o cuatro años. Es el resultado de una cadena que comienza en la escuela y termina en la clase dirigente.

Hemos creado una cultura en la que los mediocres son los alumnos más populares en el colegio, los primeros en ser ascendidos en la oficina, los que más se hacen escuchar en los medios de comunicación y a los únicos que votamos en las elecciones, sin importar lo que hagan. Porque son de los nuestros.

Estamos tan acostumbrados a nuestra mediocridad que hemos terminado por aceptarla como el estado natural de las cosas. Sus excepciones, casi siempre, reducidas al deporte, nos sirven para negar la evidencia.

- Mediocre es un país donde sus habitantes pasan una media de 134 minutos al día frente a un televisor que muestra principalmente basura.

- Mediocre es un país que en toda la democracia no ha dado un presidente que hablara inglés o tuviera unos mínimos conocimientos sobre política internacional.

- Mediocre es el único país del mundo que, en su sectarismo rancio, ha conseguido dividir incluso a las asociaciones de víctimas del terrorismo.

- Mediocre es un país que ha reformado su sistema educativo tres veces en tres décadas hasta situar a sus estudiantes a la cola del mundo desarrollado.

- Mediocre es un país que no tiene una sola universidad entre las 150 mejores del mundo y fuerza a sus mejores investigadores a exiliarse para sobrevivir.

- Mediocre es un país con una cuarta parte de su población en paro, que sin embargo, encuentra más motivos para indignarse cuando los guiñoles de un país vecino bromean sobre sus deportistas.

- Mediocre es un país donde la brillantez del otro provoca recelo, la creatividad es marginada –cuando no robada impunemente- y la independencia sancionada.

- Mediocre es un país en cuyas instituciones públicas se encuentran dirigentes políticos que, en un 48 % de los casos, jamás ejercieron sus respectivas profesiones, pero que encontraron en la Política el más relevante modo de vida.

- Es Mediocre un país que ha hecho de la mediocridad la gran aspiración nacional, perseguida sin complejos por esos miles de jóvenes que buscan ocupar la próxima plaza en el concurso Gran Hermano, por políticos que insultan sin aportar una idea, por jefes que se rodean de mediocres para disimular su propia mediocridad y por estudiantes que ridiculizan al compañero que se esfuerza.

- Mediocre es un país que ha permitido, fomentado y celebrado el triunfo de los mediocres, arrinconando la excelencia hasta dejarle dos opciones: marcharse o dejarse engullir por la imparable marea gris de la mediocridad.

- Es Mediocre un país, a qué negarlo, que, para lucir sin complejos su enseña nacional, necesita la motivación de algún éxito deportivo.


domingo, 16 de diciembre de 2012

Lonely Day

Such a lonely day
And it's mine
The most loneliest day of my life

Such a lonely day
Should be banned
It's a day that I can't stand

Such a lonely day
Shouldn't exist
It's a day that I'll never miss
Such a lonely day
And it's mine
The most loneliest day of my life

And if you go, I wanna go with you
And if you die, I wanna die with you

Take your hand and walk away

The most loneliest day of my life

Such a lonely day
And it's mine
It's a day that I'm glad I survived

System of a Down
Lonely Day
 


martes, 4 de diciembre de 2012

Enjoy The Silence

Words like violence
Break the silence
Come crashing in
Into my little world
Painful to me
Pierce right through me

Vows are spoken
To be broken
Feelings are intense
Words are trivial
Pleasures remain
So does the pain
Words are meaningless
And forgettable

All I ever wanted
All I ever needed
Is here in my arms
Words are very unnecessary
They can only do harm

Enjoy the silence

Depeche Mode
Enjoy The Silence
 
 


Seven Nation Army

I'm gonna fight 'em all
A seven nation army couldn't hold me back
They're gonna rip it off
Taking their time right behind my back

And I'm talking to myself at night
Because I can't forget
Back and forth through my mind
Behind a cigarette
And the message coming from my eyes
Says leave it alone

Don't want to hear about it
Every single one's got a story to tell
Everyone knows about it
From the Queen of England to the hounds of hell

And if I catch it coming back my way
I'm gonna serve it to you
And that ain't what you want to hear
But thats what I'll do
And the feeling coming from my bones
Says find a home

I'm going to Wichita
Far from this opera for evermore
I'm gonna work the straw
Make the sweat drip out of every pore

And I'm bleeding, and I'm bleeding, and I'm bleeding
Right before My Lord
All the words are gonna bleed from me
And I will sing no more
And the stains coming from my blood
Tell me go back home

White Stripes
Seven Nation Army
 


lunes, 3 de diciembre de 2012

Animal I Have Become


I can't escape this hell
So many times I've tried
But I'm still caged inside
Somebody get me through this nightmare
I can't control myself

This animal, this animal

I can't escape myself
So many times I've lied
But there's still rage inside
Somebody get me through this nightmare
I can't control myself

So what if you can see the darkest side of me
No one will ever change this animal I have become
Help me believe it's not the real me
Somebody help me tame this animal I have become

Help me believe it's not the real me
Somebody help me tame this animal!
This animal I have become

Three Days Grace
Animal I Have Become
 
 

sábado, 17 de noviembre de 2012

We are going to die

We are going to die, and that makes us the lucky ones. Most people are never going to die because they are never going to be born.

The potential people who could have been here in my place but who will in fact never see the light of day outnumber the sand grains of Sahara. Certainly those unborn ghosts include greater poets than Keats, scientists greater than Newton.

We know this because the set of possible people allowed by our DNA so massively outnumbers the set of actual people. In the teeth of these stupefying odds it is you and I, in our ordinariness, that are here.

We privileged few, who won the lottery of birth against all odds, how dare we whine at our inevitable return to that prior state from which the vast majority have never stirred?


Nosotros vamos a morir, y eso nos convierte en los afortunados.
Mucha gente nunca va a morir porque nunca nacerán.
 
Las posibles personas que podrían haber estado aquí en mi lugar, pero que de hecho,
nunca verán la luz del día excede en número a los granos de arena del desierto del Sahara.
Por supuesto aquellos fantasmas sin nacer incluyen poetas más importantes que Keats,
científicos más importantes que Newton.
 
Nosotros sabemos esto porque el conjunto de posibles personas permitidas por nuestro ADN
excede tan masivamente al conjunto de personas reales.
A pesar de estas asombrosas posibilidades somos tú y yo,
en nuestra normalidad, los que estamos aquí.
 
Nosotros, los pocos privilegiados, que ganamos la lotería de la vida
en contra de todas las probabilidades,
¿cómo nos atrevemos a lloriquear por nuestro inevitable regreso
a ese estado anterior del cual la inmensa mayoría nunca ha despertado?
 
 
Richard Dawkins

martes, 25 de septiembre de 2012

Sounds Of A Playground Fading

You can find all you need
The message is in the silence
Whisper words to calm your mind
Reach inside another playing come-around
It answers

We are ghosts of the concrete world
Genetic codes of a dying breed
Will I be left behind
Sounds of a playground fading

Staring into bright lights
I am what I've done
It is useless to hide
An empty chamber
Guess I was part of a plan

We are ghosts of the concrete world
Genetic codes of a dying breed
Will I be left behind
Sounds of a playground fading

We're running out of time
Can't seem to recognize
What put us here in the first place
Counting down the days, beginning of the end

We are ghosts of the concrete world
Genetic codes of a dying breed
Will I be left behind
Sounds of a playground fading

Puedes encontrar todo lo que necesitas
El mensaje está en el silencio
Susurra palabras para calmar tu mente
Introducete en otro entorno
Responde
 
Somos fantasmas del mundo concreto
Códigos genéticos de una especie en extinción
¿Voy a quedar atrás?
Sonidos del parque de juegos desvaneciendose
 
Mirando fijamente las luces brillantes
Yo soy lo que he hecho
Es inútil ocultar
Una cámara vacía
Supongo que era parte de un plan
 
Somos fantasmas del mundo concreto
Códigos genéticos de una especie en extinción
¿Voy a quedar atrás?
Sonidos del parque de juegos desvaneciendose
 
Nos estamos quedando sin tiempo
Parece que no puedo reconocer
Lo que nos puso aquí en primer lugar
Contando los días, empezando por el fin

Somos fantasmas del mundo concreto
Códigos genéticos de una especie en extinción
¿Voy a quedar atrás?
Sonidos del parque de juegos desvaneciendose


In Flames
Sounds Of A Playground Fading
 
 

Lost Like Tears In Rain

I'm not from around here
I'll hold onto you but
I can't hold on to this day it's all gone
Waiting always untouched open
It came down to save us and end us all
Cause I'm under the outside
And over all
Cause I'm a thousand miles away
And I'm out of oxygen
And I'm falling faster than I'd like to be
And I'm closer to the sky
Than I'll ever be to you again
Find the exit signs and disappear
We were hated it seems we were all wrong
Find me bleeding peacefulness
We looked up to lose our way again
Cause I'm under the outside
And over all
Cause I'm a thousand miles away
And I'm out of oxygen
And I'm falling faster than I'd like to be
And I'm closer to the sky
Than I'll ever be to you again
Find the exit signs and disappear
Some things dont, some things dont
Some things dont, some things dont
Change
Fall
Born from angels
Lets start this all over again
With the same generation
Born from angels
Lets start this all over again
With the same generation
Born from angels
Lets start this all over again
With the same generation
It's neon-genesis

Fightstar
Lost Like Tears In Rain
 
 

miércoles, 12 de septiembre de 2012

Monsoon

Monsoon
I'm staring at a broken door
There's nothing left here anymore
My room is cold
It's making me insane

I've been waiting here so long
But now the moment seems to've come,
I see the dark clouds coming up again.

Can hear your name, I don't know how
Why can't we make this darkness feel like home?

Running through the monsoon
Beyond the world
To the end of time
Where the rain won't hurt
Fighting the storm

Together we'll be running somewhere new

I'm fighting all this power
Coming in my way

Running through the monsoon
Beyond the world
To the end of time
Where the rain won't hurt
Fighting the storm
Into the blue

Tokio Hotel
Monsoon
 
 

lunes, 10 de septiembre de 2012

I Just Wanna Live

They won't leave me alone
There's things they all want to know
I'm paranoid of all the people I meet
Why are they talking to me?
And why can't anyone see?

Your first hit aren't you ashamed
Of the life, of the life, of the life
We're living

Look out, you better play it safe
Never know what hard times will come your way
We say, where we're comin' from
We've already seen the worst that this life can bring
Now we expect it everywhere that we go
All the things that they say
Yeah we already know

I just want to live
I just want to live
Don't really care about the things that they say
Don't really care about what happens to me I just want to live

Good Charlotte
I Just Wanna Live
 
 

Welcome To My Life

Do you ever feel like breaking down?
Do you ever feel out of place,
Like somehow you just don't belong
And no one understands you?
Do you ever wanna run away?
Do you lock yourself in your room
With the radio on turned up so loud
That no one hears you're screaming?

Do you wanna be somebody else?
Are you sick of feeling so left out?
Are you desperate to find something more
Before your life is over?
Are you stuck inside a world you hate?
Are you sick of everyone around?
With their big fake smiles and stupid lies
While deep inside you're bleeding

No, you don't know what it's like
When nothing feels all right
You don't know what it's like
To be like me

To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like
Welcome to my life

No one ever lied straight to your face
And no one ever stabbed you in the back
You might think I'm happy but I'm not gonna be okay
Everybody always gave you what you wanted
You never had to work it was always there
You don't know what it's like, what it's like

Welcome to my life

Simple Plan
Welcome To My Life

martes, 4 de septiembre de 2012

Come Clarity

Sure it would change my perspective
I'm certain I would change today
I'm certain it would change our ways
Would things fall into place?

I want you to lead me
Take me somewhere
Just don't want to live
In a dream one more day

In Flames
Come Clarity
 
 

domingo, 2 de septiembre de 2012

Bitter Sweet Symphony



'Cause it's a bittersweet symphony, this life.

I'll take you down the only road
I've ever been down,
You know,
The one that takes you to the places
Where all the veins meet.

I need to hear some sounds
That recognize the pain in me.
I let the melody shine,
Let it cleanse my mind,
I feel free now.


No change, I can change.
I can change, I can change.
But I'm here in my mold.
I am here in my mold.
But I'm a million different people.
From one day to the next
I can't change my mold.
No, no, no, no, no.

I'll take you down the only road
I've ever been down.
I'll take you down the only road
I've ever been down.

Have you ever been down?

Porque es una sinfonía agridulce, esta vida.

Te llevaré por el único camino
Que he recorrido,
Tú sabes,
El que te lleva a los lugares
Donde todos los estilos se encuentran.
Necesito escuchar algunos sonidos
Que reconocen el dolor en mí.
Dejo que la melodía brille,
Dejo que limpie mi mente, me siento libre ahora.

Ningún cambio, puedo cambiar.
Puedo cambiar, puedo cambiar.
Pero estoy aquí en mi molde.
Estoy aquí en mi molde.
Pero soy un millón de personas diferentes.
De un día al otro
No puedo cambiar mi molde.
No, no, no, no, no.
No puedo cambiar. No puedo cambiar.

Te llevaré por el único camino
Que he recorrido,
Te llevaré por el único camino
Que he recorrido,

¿Alguna vez lo has recorrido?



The Verve
Bittersweet Symphony
 
 

sábado, 11 de agosto de 2012

Uprising

"The paranoia is in bloom, the PR
The transmissions will resume "

"Keep us all dumbed down and hope that
We will never see the truth around "

"Another promise, another scene, another
A package not to keep us trapped in greed "


"Interchanging mind-control "

"We should never be afraid to die "

"Rise up and take the power back"

"They will not force us
They will stop degrading us
They will not control us
We will be victorious"

Muse
Uprising



Dust In The Wind

I close my eyes
only for a moment and the moment's gone
all my dreams
pass before my eyes, a curiosity.

Same old song,
just a drop of water in an endless sea
all we do
crumbles to the ground, though we refuse to see.

Dust in the wind,
all we are is dust in the wind

Scorpions
Dust In The Wind

martes, 31 de julio de 2012

Losing My Religion

Life is bigger
It's bigger than you
And you are not me
The lengths that I will go to
The distance in your eyes
Oh no I've said too much
I set it up

That's me in the corner
That's me in the spotlight
Losing my religion
Trying to keep up with you
And I don't know if I can do it
Oh no I've said too much
I haven't said enough
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try

What if all these fantasies
Come flailing around
Now I've said too much

I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try

But that was just a dream
That was just a dream

La vida es grande
Es más grande que tú
Y tú no eres yo
Las distancias que recorreré son
La distancia en tus ojos
Oh no he dicho demasiado
  En lo que te convertí


Ese soy yo contra las cuerdas
Ese soy yo en el punto de mira
Perdiendo mi religión
Intentando seguir contigo
Y no sé si podré lograrlo
Oh no he dicho demasiado
Y no he dicho lo suficiente
Creí oírte reír
Creí oírete cantar
Creo que me pareció haberte visto intentarlo


Y si todas estas fantasías
Comienzan a tambalearse?
Ahora he dicho demasiado

Creí oírte reír
Creí oírte cantar
Creo que me pareció verte intentarlo

Pero sólo fue un sueño
Sólo fue un sueño
 
R.E.M
Losing My Religion

 

jueves, 26 de julio de 2012

Creep

When you were here before
Couldn't look you in the eye
You're just like an angel
Your skin makes me cry

But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here.
I don't care if it hurts

Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want

You're so fuckin' special
I wish I was special...
But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo,
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here...

"Eres jodidamente especial
Desearía ser especial...
Pero soy un escalofrío, soy un bicho raro
¿Qué demonios estoy haciendo aquí?
No pertenezco a aquí..."
Radiohead
Creep

sábado, 21 de julio de 2012

Let It Be

"And in my hour of darkness
She is standing right in front of me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be."

"And when the broken hearted people
Living in the world agree,
There will be an answer, let it be.
For though they may be parted there is
Still a chance that they will see
There will be an answer, let it be."

"And when the night is cloudy,
There is still a light that shines on me,
Shine on until tomorrow, let it be."

"Whisper words of wisdom, let it be."

Y en mis horas de oscuridad
Ella se queda delante de mí
Diciendo sabias palabras
Déjalo estar

Y cuando los desconsolados
Que viven en el mundo se pongan de acuerdo
Habrá una respuesta
Déjalo estar
Porque aunque vivan separados
Todavía hay una posibilidad de que puedan ver
Habrá una respuesta
Déjalo estar

Y cuando la noche está nublada
Todavía hay una luz que brilla sobre mí
Que brilla hasta mañana
Déjalo estar

Susurrando sabias palabras
Déjalo estar.

The Beatles
Let It Be


Let It Be cover by Mike Masse


Cuánto talento puede haber, y qué sencillas y solidarias las maneras de demostrarlo.

http://covercows.com/let-it-be-a-fundraiser/

"On July 5th, 2012, my 11-month-old son, Noah, was diagnosed with a malignant brain tumor. Please consider giving in support, as well as helping spread this link. The proceeds from your contribution will go towards getting Noah the best care possible, as well as helping keep our family afloat while we focus on little Noah’s treatment and comfort. Anyone who contributes will receive a downloadable audio version of this rendition. A special thanks to Jesse, and everyone else at A Cappella Records and Cover Cows, for suggesting I record a charity song for Noah, as well as offering to waive any of their proceeds from the money received.
Thanks so much for your friendship, generosity and support.
-Mike"