NIGHTMARE

NIGHTMARE

22508

Marie Fredriksson (30 de mayo de 1958 - 9 de diciembre de 2019)

Halfway through the night

I wake up in a dream

Echoes in my head

Make every whisper turn into a scream

I dreamed I could fly

Out in the blue

Over this town

Following you

Over the trees

Subways and cars

I'd try to find out

Who you really are

In the middle of the night

Cool sweatin' in my bed

Got the windows open wide

Thinkin' about all the things you said

I wish I could fly

Out in the blue

Over this town

Following you

I'd fly over rooftops

The great boulevards

To try to find out

Who you really are

Who you really are

I wish I could fly now

I wish I could fly

Around and around

Over this town

The dirt on the ground

I'd follow your course

Of doors left ajar

To try to find out

Who you really are

Who you really are

Fly, fly, fly

I wish I could fly

I wake up in a dream

(In the middle of the night)

I wish I could fly

(In the middle of the night)

I wish I could fly

HENDRICKS

22506

22505

NAVIDAD

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas

Just like the ones I used to know

Where the treetops glisten

And children listen

To hear sleigh bells in the snow

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas

With every Christmas card I write

May your days be merry and bright

And may all your Christmases be white

22500 - UN DÍA EXTRAÑO

 "καὶ  γνώσεσθε  τὴν  ἀλήθειαν,  καὶ  ἡ  ἀλήθεια  ἐλευθερώσει  ὑμᾶς"

22497 - BLACK FRIDAY NAVIDEÑO

Tiempo pasado

Aroma de ermita

Y granero

El otoño

Envuelve la plaza

De dulce nostalgia

Elijah inmóvil

Ante un mostrador

Sus padres con él

La mirada triste

22496

« Only two things in this world that a 'real man' needs: a cup of coffee and a good smoke »

(JOHNNY "GUITAR" LOGAN)

Mi colección de figuras de escayola

Sigue sin decirme nada

Intento que comprendan la maldición bíblica

Pulvis es et in pulverem reverteris

Tampoco quieren escucharme

Miran al vacío

Con sus ojillos opacos

Son felices sobre el anaquel

Raven Darkhölme entra al ascensor.

Luego sale.

La dulce muerte

Sueña el sueño 

De su propia muerte

Agua hirviendo sobre mi escamoso cuerpo

Viajando en el tiempo

Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds

Ácido lisérgico

Y agua helada.

LAMUTILACIÓNCOMOMEDIDAPREVENTIVADENTRODEUNSOBREELRENDEZVOUSRISASQUESEALEJANLAPLAZAVACÍABANCOSMOJADOSVUELVEASANGRARLAHERIDA

22495

Je reviens te chercher

Je savais que tu m'attendais

Je savais que l'on ne pourrait

Se passer l'un de l'autre longtemps

Je reviens te chercher

Ben tu vois, j'ai pas trop changé

Et je vois que de ton côté

Tu as bien traversé le temps

(Refrain)

Tous les deux on s'est fait la guerre

Tous les deux on s'est pillé, volé, ruiné

Qui a gagné, qui a perdu ?

On n'en sait rien, on ne sait plus

On se retrouve les mains nues

Mais après la guerre,

Il nous reste à faire

La paix.

Je reviens te chercher

Tremblant comme un jeune marié

Mais plus riche qu'aux jours passés

De tendresse et de larmes et de temps

Je reviens te chercher

J'ai l'air bête sur ce palier

Aide-moi et viens m'embrasser

Un taxi est en bas qui attend

(refrain)

Tous les deux on s'est fait la guerre

Tous les deux on s'est pillé, volé, ruiné

Qui a gagné, qui a perdu ?

On n'en sait rien, on ne sait plus

On se retrouve les mains nues

Mais après la guerre,

Il nous reste à faire

La paix.

22494 - PÁLIDAS CAMPANADAS DE MEDIODÍA

Pálidas campanadas de mediodía

Desde el balcón

El parque durmiendo la hojarasca

Y un fragmento de horizonte

Que se escapa entre ladrillos

Los niños

Salen del colegio

Legalmente reconocido

Sábanas matrimoniales hinchadas

El color de un coche

Y la farmacia

Cerrada

Por defunción

22493

Et maintenant, que vais-je faire

De tout ce temps que sera ma vie

De tous ces gens qui m'indiffèrent

Maintenant que tu es partie

Toutes ces nuits, pourquoi, pour qui

Et ce matin qui revient pour rien

Ce coeur qui bat, pour qui, pourquoi

Qui bat trop fort, trop fort

Et maintenant, que vais-je faire

Vers quel néant glissera ma vie

Tu m'as laissé la terre entière

Mais la terre sans toi c'est petit

Vous mes amis, soyez gentils

Vous savez bien que l'on n'y peut rien

Même Paris crève d'ennui

Toutes ses rues me tuent

Et maintenant, que vais-je faire

Je vais en rire pour ne plus pleurer

Je vais brûler des nuits entières

Au matin, je te haïrai

Et puis un soir, dans mon miroir

Je verrai bien la fin du chemin

Pas une fleur et pas de pleurs

Au moment de l'adieu

Je n'ai vraiment plus rien à faire

Je n'ai vraiment plus rien ...

22492 - REDRUM

22491 - RAINY NIGHT

Hoverin' by my suitcase

Tryin' to find a warm place to spend the night

A heavy rain a fallin'

Seems I hear your voice callin'

"It's all right"

A rainy night in Georgia

A rainy night in Georgia

It seems like it's rainin' all over the world

I feel like it's rainin' all over the world

Neon signs a flashin'

Taxi cabs and busses passin' through the night

A distant moanin' of a train

Seems to play a sad refrain to the night

A rainy night in Georgia

Such a rainy night in Georgia

Lord I believe it's rainin' all over the world

I feel like it's rainin' all over the world

How many times I wondered

It still comes out the same

No matter how you look at it or think of it

It's life, and you just got to play the game

I find me a place in a boxcar

So I take my guitar

To pass some time

Late at night when it's hard to rest

I hold your picture to my chest

And I feel fine, fine...

But it's a rainy night in Georgia

Baby, it's a rainy night in Georgia

I feel it's rainin' all over the world

Kind of lonely now

And it's rainin' all over the world

Oh, have you ever been lonely, people?

And you feel that it was rainin' all over this man's world

You're talking 'bout

A-rainin', rainin', rainin', rainin', rainin', rainin'

Rainin', rainin', rainin', rainin', rainin'

A-rainin', a-rainin', rainin' over the world

I said now, rainin', rainin', rainin', rainin', rainin', rainin'

22490 - RAINY DAY

My heart is sad and lonely,

For you I sigh, for you, dear, only

Why haven't you seen it

I'm all for you, body and soul

I spend my days in longing,

And wondering why it's me you're wronging

I tell you I mean it

I'm all for you, body and soul

I can't believe it, it's hard to conceive it

That you'd turn away romance

Are you pretending, it looks like the ending

Unless I could have one more chance to prove, dear

My life a wreck you're making

You know I'm yours just for the taking

I'd gladly surrender, myself to you, body and soul

Are you pretending, it looks like the ending

Unless I could have one more chance to prove, dear

My life a wreck you're making

You know I'm yours for just the taking

I'd gladly surrender, myself to you, body and soul

DÍA DEL DOLOR

Miré los muros de la patria mía,

Si un tiempo fuertes ya desmoronados

De la carrera de la edad cansados

Por quien caduca ya su valentía.

 Salíme al campo: vi que el sol bebía

Los arroyos del hielo desatados,

Y del monte quejosos los ganados

Que con sombras hurtó su luz al día.

Entré en mi casa: vi que amancillada

De anciana habitación era despojos,

Mi báculo más corvo y menos fuerte.

Vencida de la edad sentí mi espada,

Y no hallé cosa en que poner los ojos

Que no fuese recuerdo de la muerte.

FRANCISCO DE QUEVEDO (1580 - 1645)

22487

Es el Tiempo ese elemento extraño, indescifrable, odioso

El Tiempo es el gran enemigo

El Tiempo es Dios

22486

Little Nemo saw her

And he said

Don't move, sweetie

I will immortalize you

Forever

22484

Faltaba el aire

Y era el futuro

Negra desesperación

22481

1984

Hoy comienza 1984

 Estupidez criminosa

Y encanallamiento suicida

La eterna Historia

Del pueblo hispano

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PP         66 88 20,82%
Vox         24 52 15,09%
UP         40 35 12,84%
ERC 15 13 3,61%
Cs         57 10 6,79%

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MEMENTO

When I was seventeen

It was a very good year

It was a very good year for small town girls

And soft summer nights

We'd hide from the lights

On the village green

When I was seventeen

When I was twenty-one

It was a very good year

It was a very good year for city girls

Who lived up the stair

With all that perfumed hair

And it came undone

When I was twenty-one

When I was thirty-five

It was a very good year

It was a very good year for blue-blooded girls

Of independent means

We'd ride in limousines

Their chauffeurs would drive

When I was thirty-five

But now the days are short

I'm in the autumn of the year

And now I think of my life as vintage wine

From fine old kegs

From the brim to the dregs

And it poured sweet and clear

It was a very good year