jueves, 23 de agosto de 2018

patrick wolf


"Wolf Song"
Walk tall beneath these trees, boy
You monolith, not scarred by fallout
Us wolves were right behind you
And Lucifer will never find you, oh no

The moon, let it guide you
When Selene comes, we'll all know how to fight
Dear Fenrir, my savior
Come and eat the ones, we know who taste the best

I know just where you've been, boy
I've watched you by the stream
And don't be afraid of the dark
'Cos the darkness is simply a womb for the lonely

Swallow your pride
And walk with us through the trees and hills
Oh yes, your English eyes, they are turning red
I, I, I, I, oh, I, I, I, I

The moon, let it guide you
And I shall find you a home in our heartland
A heart in our homeland
Until the moon is down, until the moon is down

Pixies

Where Is My Mind?
Ooh, stop
With your feet in the air and your head on the ground
Try this trick and spin it, yeah
Your head will collapse
But there's nothing in it
And you'll ask yourself
Where is my mind
Where is my mind
Where is my mind
Way out in the water
See it swimmin'
I was swimmin' in the Caribbean
Animals were hiding behind the rock
Except the little fish
But they told me, he swears
Tryin' to talk to me koi koy
Where is my mind
Where is my mind
Where is my mind
Way out in the water
See it swimmin'
With your feet in the air and your head on the ground
Try this trick and spin it, yeah
Your

Gotye

Hearts a Mess
Pick apart
The pieces of your heart
And let me peer inside
Let me in
Where only your thoughts have been
Let me occupy your mind
As you do mine
You have lost
Too much love
To fear, doubt and distrust
Its not enough
You just threw away the key
To your heart
You don't get burned
'Cause nothing gets through
It makes it easier
Easier on you
But that much more difficult for me
To make you see
Love ain't fair
So there you are
My love
Your heart's a mess
You won't admit to it
It makes no sense
But I'm desperate to connect
And you, you can't live like this
Your heart's a mess
You won't admit to it
It makes no sense
But I'm desperate to connect
And you, you can't live like this
Your heart's a mess
You won't admit to it
It makes no sense
But I'm desperate to connect
And you can't live like this
Love ain't safe
You won't get hurt if you stay chaste
So you can wait
But I don't wanna waste my love

VNV Nation - Illusion

I know it's hard to tell how mixed up you feel
Hoping what you need is behind every door
Each time you get hurt, I don't want you to change
Because everyone has hopes, you're human after all
The feeling sometimes wishing you were someone else
Feeling as though you never belong
This feeling is not sadness, this feeling is not joy
I truly understand, please don't cry now
Please don't go, I want you to stay
I'm begging you, please, please don't leave here
I don't want you to hate for all the hurt that you feel
The world is just illusion trying to change you
Being like you are, well, this is something else
Who would comprehend? But some that do lay claim
Divine purpose blesses them, that's not what I believe
And it doesn't matter anyway
A part of your soul ties you to the next world
Or maybe to the last but I'm still not sure
But what I do know is to us the world is different
As we are to the world, I guess you would know that
Please don't go, I want you to stay
I'm begging you, please, please don't leave here
I don't want you to hate for all the hurt that you feel
The world is just illusion trying to change you
Please don't go, I want you to stay
I'm begging you, please, oh please don't leave here
I don't want you to change for all the hurt that you feel
This world is just illusion always trying to change you
Please don't go, I want you to stay
I'm begging you, please, please don't leave here
I don't want you to hate for all the hurt that you feel
This world is just illusion, trying to change you
Please don't go, I want you to stay
I'm begging you, please, oh please don't leave here
I don't want you to change for all the hurt that you feel
This world is just illusion always trying to change you

She Wants Revenge

She Will Always Be a Broken Girl

She buys a new dress for the party,
She always looks good in red.
Turns around in front of the mirror
And disappears inside of her head.
She wonders if he'll even remember,
She asked him in a casual way.
Just in case he didn't want to go with her,
In that event she knew just what she would say.
She thought of maybe asking a girlfriend,
Even though she only has one or two.
She's always done much better with boys anyway,
So who needs girlfriends?
Pacing nervous across the floor of her bedroom,
Gripping tight the phone in her hand.
Fighting beck the rush of emotions,
And dreaming of just having a man.
It's a long walk, and the music is loud.
She sees an old friend,
As she walks through the crowd.
Puts on her best smile,
But underneath she's a broken girl.
But It's a long walk, and the music is loud.
She sees an old friend,
As she walks through the crowd.
Puts on her best smile,
But she will always be a broken girl.
She struggles with an awful decision,
Stay at home or walk in alone.
Her mother does her best to console her,
Her father doesn't know what to say.
Puts on her makeup, puts on the new dress.
Holds her head high, then gets in the car.
Tells herself that no one will notice,
Assuming she can make it that far.
On the way she imagines reactions.
Cupped hands whispering into ears.
Secretly hoping that he'll be there watching,
And she's also hoping he won't.
Walking tentative alone up the driveway,
Sees some people smoking off to the side.
She stops and waits until they go back in,
Crosses her fingers and follows behind.
It's a long walk, and the music is loud.
She sees an old friend,
As she walks through the crowd.
Puts on her best smile,
But underneath she's a broken girl.
But It's a long walk, and the music is loud.
She sees an old friend,
As she walks through the crowd.
Puts on her best smile,
But she will always be a broken girl.
He'll never get you,
He will never understand.
He'll never get you, you can find a better man.
[Repeat: x 8]
This might be the time to break down.
[Repeat: x 5]
Hush child don't make a sound.

viernes, 24 de octubre de 2014

Corazón cosido en pedacitos

¡Buenas Noches! Hoy me he pasado gran parte de la tarde y de la noche jugando con PicMonkey y tomando fotos a mi nueva creación, Un Corazón Frankenstein. Cada cierto tiempo tengo un "Me pican las manos" por hacer de manualidades. Y este es el resultado de unas cuantas semillas de algodón, trocitos de tela, aguja e hilo. Claro, esto sin contar las horas de cierta parte de la noche y la madrugada, y parte de hoy en la mañana.

Bueno, ¿Y como surgió la idea de hacer este corazón Frankenstein? Resulta que, mi mamá estaba cortando la mata de algodón, entonces aproveche y le quite unos cuantos capullos hechos ya algodón, y comencé a apartarlos de sus semillas. Esto me tomo mucho tiempo, desde que llegue de la universidad hasta la noche muy tarde. Mientras quitaba el algodón a las semillas, (Ya me dolían los dedos y las uñas de tanto algodón que retiraba a cada una de esas semillitas), Me pregunte, ¿Que puedo hacer con este algodón que no es mucho, ni muy poco?  Y mi respuesta fue... 

Bueno, Bueno, No fue tan repentino así.

Me dije, "Esto me esta tomando tiempo y esfuerzo" de allí surgió la idea de hacerle un regalito a mi novio, pues, ambos apreciamos los obsequios "sencillos",  un presente hecho con nuestras manos a  que comprar algo en "la tienda de la esquina". Después de quitarle el algodón a 205 semillas (Si, las conté todas), El resto fue cortar telas coloridas y coser.  

Corazón hecho con trocitos de tela, rellenado con algodón, también perfumado. (El perfume que usaba cuando nos conocimos)Aun no se lo he entregado. también cuenta con una nota oculta (Secreta hasta que el lea esta entrada). -Cesar si quieres leer la nota tendrás que destrozar el corazón, cosa que no harás, ¿verdad?-  Este corazón me ha quedado bonito, me  gusta tanto que pretendo hacer uno para mi. =) Son sencillos, bonitos, y fáciles de hacer. 

Este fue el resultado:


UN CORAZÓN FRANKENSTEIN PARA MI CESAR:

No se como fue que surgió la idea de hacerlo de ese estilo, tal vez halloween, o recordar una de sus películas animadas: Una pesadilla antes de navidad, o Sally y su ropa remendada. Solo se que, es para él, porque se merece un poco de mi esfuerzo, de mi tiempo, merece saber que pienso en él.  :)

Eso es todo por hoy espero les haya gustado también, y pues es una idea bonita para la hora de hacer un presente. Saludos.


miércoles, 15 de octubre de 2014

LA NOVIA CADAVER

Una lágrima que dar.

Si me quemo con la vela no siento el calor,
si un cuchillo me atraviesa no hay dolor,
y su corazón palpita y yo muerta se que estoy
y el dolor que siento en mi, anda y dime no es real
pero aun tengo una lágrima que dar.

Si me quemo con la vela no siento dolor, 
en el hielo o en el sol todo es igual, 
y mi corazón me duele aunque no palpite siempre
y el dolor que tengo aquí, anda y dime no es real
y yo muerta se que estoy,
pero aun tengo una lágrima que dar.

 

viernes, 26 de septiembre de 2014

 ¿Dónde está su Corazón?

Ella habló lentamente y con gentileza.
Parece que había un ambiente, algo oscuro. 
Un malestar de tristezas, que no podía cubrir.
Entonces, una sonrisa.

¿Podrá algún día ser precisa?
¿Podría alguna vez ser sencilla?
Nadie sabe.
"Señorita, estoy encantado de hablar con usted"
"Caballero, el placer ha sido mío"

Su mirada, la más amigable, cálida que jamás haya visto.
Imploro, esa noche a la luna y a las estrellas,
a los astros y al universo.
Entonces:

Señor, las mordidas de una serpiente puede ser dolorosa y mortífera.
Concediendo respuesta
"Sr. De toda Verdad, solo quiero una mordida,
Por más venenosa, quiero que sea ella, quien me quite el aliento
Y acabe con mi sufrimiento".
"¿Dónde está su corazón?
¿Cómo llego a su alma tan pura, intensa?
¿Cómo puede ser poseedora de destrucción?"

La luna, las estrellas, los astros y el universo
Callaron ante el desafortunado.

Bailando ella se encuentra.
Sonriendo, sus dulces movimiento despliegan inocencia.
Ella no sabe. No tiene conocimiento.
Ella no tiene límites. 

Clairet CH.

miércoles, 3 de septiembre de 2014

Mi pequeña hermana


Para: Dasha

No te sientas perdida, no llegaste a tu destino.
Lamento no derramar  lágrimas en tu funeral.
Estaba aun traumada.
Y todo está dentro de mí, todo mi dolor producido por ti.
Y si es lo único que tengo de ti, entonces me lo quedo.
Vi tu cuerpo, pero no te presentí.
Aguantaste hasta tu última patada.
Y lo siento, Lo siento todo.
Quiero que estés con nosotros.
Ahora, ¿y ahora qué?
Decir no  a ser la hermana mayor.
Decir no a ser la ayudante de mamá.
Decir no a verte caminar y reír.
Decir no a cargarte y cuidarte.
Preocupada por tu educación y los novios de ahora.
Quería tenerte en mis brazos. Realmente lo quería.
Le dije a mamá que te llamaría momo, me parece muy bonito.
Te vestí con un hermoso vestido rosado. el primero y el ultimo.
Y te coloque una peonia. Qué gran honor!
Te sostuve y dirigí tu pequeño cuerpo a descanso profundo.
Ahora solo duerme.
Solo descansa.
Y deja a mamá descansar, le hace daño que te aparezcas en las noches.
Cuando se recupere ira a visitarte.
Todos nosotros lo haremos.


Clairet CH.

martes, 2 de septiembre de 2014

I Won't Ever Be Happy Again

 BRIGHT EYES

Well morning came
And it dressed the sky
In a lovely yellow gown
Now the shops they are
All opening
In that narrow hallway of downtown
Filled with people who
Are shopping for
Their lovers and their friends
So they won't ever be lonely again
Well a forest fenced
becomes backyards
Like songs are born from sound
And the apple fell
And it taught us all
We are chained here to the ground
So here we go
But there ain't no escape
Yeah, these streets they're just dead ends
So I won't ever be happy again
Well, it seems you too
See a painful blue
When you stare into the sky
You could never understand
The motion of a hand waving you goodbye
"Bye bye"
But as the story goes
or it is often told
A new day will arise
And all the dance halls will
Be full of skeletons
That are coming back to life
And on a grassy hill
the lion will
lay down with the lamb
And I won't ever be lonely again
No, no, no, no, no
But until that time
I think I had better find
some disbelief to suspend
Cause I don't want to feel like this again



miércoles, 27 de agosto de 2014

A Poetic Retelling of an Unfortunate Seduction


The language in the dimmer rooms seems to represent its light source well
how soft they speak and seem to be at peace
with the movement of the music and the madness that is pulling me into this

And the shades of the lamps are woven red
the light, it stains and consecrates
anointing all forgotten forms that swirl and smoke
and haunt this place
the girls in gowns all nurse the dark
pulling it near to their swelling breasts
and watch as it seeps to their hearts
and beats within their virgin chests
and here i know seduction breeds from wanton hearts that would
seduce and grows and spreads its vine
and leaves embracing those who might have moved
but now we're made to drink the night from vials black and thick
with such intoxicating delights would leave you drunk
inside this dream
and you watch them take the light from you

And you find yourself on a velvet couch
tasting the skin of a foreign girl
her eyes are black and wet like oil
and she ties your hands with a string of pearls
and you tremble like a frightened bird
as she closes in and captures you to place you
in a silver cage deep within her poisoned womb
so once your safe inside, she might let you out
to fly in circles around the room
but its always night and there is no moon
and you wonder if you are alive
and you're not sure if you want to be
but you drink her sweat like it was wine
and you lay with her on a bed of blue and its awful sweet
like the fruit she cuts and feeds to you


patrick wolf

"Wolf Song" Walk tall beneath these trees, boy You monolith, not scarred by fallout Us wolves were right behind you And Luc...