Su mejor vestido...

Love is her best dress

 she never find a night good enough

 to wear it.

She believes herself different,

 just like everyone else.

 She knows love is the answer

 but she has never heard the question.

 She is the treasure that i ...

... should of never recalled,

should of never recalled.

.Saturn in rain® 

"Así va a ser mejor. No puedo alcanzarte,
es difícil escucharte hablar
tras esas paredes que supimos levantar,
mis manos se han cansado de empujar "

" I feel as if I'm tapping on a window. You're somewhere behind the glass but you can't hear me. Even when you're angry, like now, it's like someone a long long way away is angry with me "

. Breaking and Entering .

The pain, so unexpected and undeserved, if i have know i still would have done it 

" Sentís?...cada ves que nos veamos, empezaras a oir esa canción "

Rumbos...(I would like to fly to you)

Time passes by, still can't find the course

I'm tired of reflections

give me some, give me some timeshare

one in a million, some million who have been

I came for that cure that haunts you

I'm not gonna listen, much less pretend to find you

it's like that hurricane inside you

a butterfly that flaps its wings

affecting almost everything

All that has been, was just

All that has been, was just

me

this wind's finally over, can i hear melodies now?

the afternoon has this color, that color who forces me to smoke

translating the soul, i'm still

for those who understand

so stay here tonight

pretending you wont leave my side

and when the sun comes up, we'll fight

for those who understand

feeling always the same.

I would like to fly to you

.Saturn in rain®

" Con cada héroe, cada héroe que forjes, solo espero que sepa volar "

Limbo lullaby

( inspirada en la película Inception )

This dream is falling apart

i'm living you the way i think it should be

and this is real

this is our last surviving chance

not a minute left

how long have i been drifting?

I can't feel you

you are to far from me now

i want to know how to get through this

through this without choking up

am i drowning?

how to get through this,

i'm drowning in my sleep

without choking up.

planned the perfect world in my dreams

hoping this would take us home,

but endless nights will bring new meaning

to the days we should have spent

my mind was so drunk

drifting, exploding,

swimming in a sea of hope

it's just you and me on a sunday

can you see it? can you feel it?

is this really happening?

took a leap of faith

are we still alive?

was this real?

was you real ?

Are you real, are you real ?

.Saturn in rain®

                                                                                                                               

" You're a jerk, jerk, jerk. But I like the sound of your voice. "

Embalse

.Halcyon days pine the roadways.

Under my skin this can’t be it i’m only dreaming, i’ve got to be dreaming, but I can’t get up.
No time to talk, not this time. Please don't wake me up.

"It’s so funny how we see things so clear when we have no time left to live"

I want you to know that the smoke bellows our the depths of the pipe

embrace you, caress you, it makes you believe anything

All the truths, all the lies...let them into your mind.

For relaxing times...make it Suntory times...

dead one

Just dripping, behind envy clouds. Little spring flowers with blue in them might come up first.

FIRST DAY AS FIREFIGHTER

Condimentos

¿Tomas café...?
Mmm...no, generalmente no.
Ah...porque pensé que tal vez podríamos volver a mi departamento para un café o...
Me encantaría un poco de café...

Sabés que pienso, las relaciones son muy parecidas a esos sobrecitos de condimentos que encontrás en los locales de comida rápida. 
 Son estas pequeñas cosas mágicas que puede durar para siempre en un estante pero una vez que los abrís, se ponen feos muy rápido. 
Simplemente, no comprendo a los condimentos...


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El fantasma del abandono

 Laura empezó una relacion con Marcelo y recuperó un monton de cosas a las que creia haber renunciado. Se la veia feliz y contenta. Brillaba. 

-Estoy muy nerviosa. Hoy di vueltas el placard de arriba a abajo. Me probe todos los vestidos que tengo y ninguno me conforma. Tengo uno rojo que es divino, pero me parece demasiado corto para la ocasion. Encima es invierno y estoy tan blanca que paresco enferma. Y ademas esta el tema del pelo.. 
¡¡Mira estas mechas !! No puedo ir así, Aunque como soy morocha , tal vez me endurezca demasiado de los rasgos.Tambien podria usar uno que me queda dibujado, pero me lo regalo mi Ex.
Qué sé yo, a lo mejor a Marcelo le cae mal. ¿Vos que opinás?
( La miro con gesto de no comprender de que me estaba hablando y me vino a la mente algo que ella me dijo un tiempo atrás )
- ¿Sabes que opino? -Le contesto-. Que esa fiesta me parece una garcha. Yo en tu lugar me alquilaria una buena película, me pediria una pizza y me quedaria en mi casa sin nadie que me viniera a romper los huevos .

Se ríe. Con el cuerpo y con el alma. Siempre nos reimos mucho. Y no por eso dejamos de avanzar.



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