Nunca, en verdad, nunca, había encontrado una canción que se acercara tanto a lo que viví alguna vez cuando me fuí a Europa y viví solo durante 6 meses. Nunca. Había encontrado poemas.
Escribí poemas, cuentos, ensayos y relatos, todos ellos son exactas reproducciones de mi sentir y de mi hacer. Pero jamás había encontrado una canción que cantara lo que sentí allá y que incluyera a la persona que más extrañe durante mi peregrinar: Silvia. Anexo la siguiente letra, ojalá la pudieran leer. La descubrí hoy y esta empezando a ser una de mis preferidas:
I went out walking through streets paved with gold
Lifted some stones
Saw the skin and bones of a city without a soul
I went out walking under an atomic sky
Where the ground won't turn and the rain
It burns like the tears when I said goodbye
Yeah I went with nothing
Nothing but the thought of you
I went wandering
I went drifting through the capitals of tin
Where men can't walk or freely talk
And sons turn their fathers in
I stopped outside a church house
Where the citizens like to sit
They say they want the kingdom
But they don't want God in it
I went out riding down that old eight lane
I passed by a thousand signs
Looking for my own name
I went with nothing
But the thought you'd be there too
Looking for you
I went out there in search of experience
To taste and to touch and to feel
As much as a man can before he repents
I went out searching, looking for one good man
A spirit who would not bend or break
Who would sit at his father's right hand
I went out walking with a bible and a gun
The word of God lay heavy on my heart
I was sure I was the one
Now Jesus, don't you wait up
Jesus I'll be home soon
Yeah, I went out for the papers
Told her I'd be back by noon
Yeah, I left with nothing
But the thought you'd be there too
Looking for you
Yeah, I left with nothing
Nothing but the thought of you
I went wandering.
Dedicadísima. Para ti, nena. I was wandering trying to find your eyes through the rainbow. Trying to find how to be a better man for you. For you...
Gracias a todos por darme la confianza de hacer esto.
VARGAS GÓMEZ
p.d. la canción es de U2
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como me gusteria que una personna me dedicassame un poem o una cancion........
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POST SCRIPTUM :
Don't look at me
Every day is so wonderful
And suddenly, i saw debris
Now and then, I get insecure
From all the pain, I'm so ashamed
I am beautiful no matter what they say
Words can't bring me down
I am beautiful in every single way
Yes, words can't bring me down
So don't you bring me down today
To all your friends, you're delirious
So consumed in all your doom
Trying hard to fill the emptiness
The piece is gone left the puzzle undone
That's the way it is
You are beautiful no matter what they say
Words can't bring you down
You are beautiful in every single way
Yes, words can't bring you down
Don't you bring me down today...
No matter what we do
(no matter what we do)
No matter what they say
(no matter what they say)
When the sun is shining through
Then the clouds won't stay
And everywhere we go
(everywhere we go)
The sun won't always shine
(sun won't always shine)
But tomorrow will find a way
All the other times
'cause we are beautiful no matter what they say
Yes, words won't bring us down, oh no
We are beautiful in every single way
Yes, words can't bring us down
Don't you bring me down today
Don't you bring me down today
Don't you bring me down today
SPECIALMENTE PARA TI , ALEXANDRE......
pues, mi querido Kike, todo depende si tu quieras...Yo me decidi y de ahi en adelante la situacion empezó a cambiar poco a poco. Se que podrías mirar en la misma dirección si quisieras...
Y las demas palabras, en los otros dos post...bellas, gracias.
Coincido con Kike, finalmente el pasado es una ventana que nos descubre el porque somos lo que somos en algunos aspectos, son ese cimiento de nuestro ser, esas debilidades y esas fortalezas de nuestra persona son simepre justificadas, lo que importa es tomar eso del pasado como lo que es, como un recuerdo y como algo gratificante, agridulce o de plano amargo que no debe afectarnos ni empalagarnos de más.
X cierto, si es ella mujer rojo veneno con atavíos negros todavía, de hecho ayer me esperó hora y media para llevarme a comer(notese el "ME") y x otra parte si fue mi prima Ashley en parte la que lo escribió, lo que está en itálicas es de ella. Saludos amigo!!!!!
hay rolas de U2 que vale la pena analizar y escuchar con mucha atencion... vale mucho la pena, yo en lo personal, hubo una temporada en que me llego mucho la cancion de "one", y entendi que es mejor decir lo qeu uno siente...
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