martes, febrero 21, 2006

FUMADORES TOP TEN

Smokin´in the boys room - BROWNVILLE STATION
Beer and a cigarette - HANOI ROCKS
Cigarette in my bed - MY BLOODY VALENTINE
Cigarettes and coffee - OTIS REDDING
Have a cigar - PINK FLOYD
Cigarette - THE SMITHEREENS
The hymn for the cigarettes - HEFNER
Smokin´- SUPER FURRY ANIMALS
Been smoking too long - PLACEBO
Money and cigarettes - ERIC CLAPTON

Y, especialmente dedicada a María Auxiliadora
Don´t smoke in bed - NINA SIMONE

martes, febrero 14, 2006

NICK SE PREGUNTA

Siguiendo el ejemplo de mi amiga, la hermosa Cándida, ahí va la letra de una de las mejores canciones escrita por el australiano errante.

I´ve searched the holy books
I tried to unravel the mystery of Jesus Christ, the saviour
I´ve read the poets and the analysts
Searched through the books on human behaviour
I travelled the world around
For an answer that refused to be found
I don´t know why and I don´t know how
But she´s nobody´s baby now

I loved her then and I guess I love her still
Hers is the face I see when a certain mood moves in
She lives in my blood and skin
Her wild feral stare, her dark hair
Her winter lips cold as stone
Yeah, I was her man
But there are some things love won´t allow
I held her hand but I don´t hold it now
I don´t know why and I don´t know how
But she´s nobody´s baby now

This is her dress that I loved best
With the blue quilted violets across her breast
And these are my many letters
Torn to pieces by her long-fingered hand
I was her cruel-hearted man
And though I´ve tried to lay her ghost down
She´s moving through me, even now
I don´t know why and I don´t know how
But she´s nobody´s baby now