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Friday, September 10, 2004
Vuelvo del país del Norte cargado con cientos de preguntas
Cómo un país que comprendo tan poco puede ser hogar de una gema tan preciosa?
Cómo pudo crecer y desarrollarse en un ambiente tan hostil?
Y más importante aún,
Cómo protegerla sin hacerla añicos?
Posted at 02:13 pm by Biscarat
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Wednesday, September 01, 2004
Caminos eternos y tortuosos se generan espontáneamente ante mis ojos, separándome de mi destino.
Pero no importan.
Los devoro a todos, sin piedad alguna para mi enemigo.
Nada me impide conseguirte.
Nada.
Posted at 06:29 pm by Biscarat
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When the time has come, you will see
I'll return to the Land of the Free
Posted at 12:26 pm by Biscarat
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Tuesday, August 31, 2004
The sirens are screaming and the fires are howling
Way down in the valley tonight
There's a man in the shadows with a gun in his eye
And a blade shining oh so bright
There's evil in the air and there's thunder in the sky
And a killer's on the bloodshot streets
Oh and down in the tunnel where the deadly are rising
Oh I swear I saw a young boy
Down in the gutter
He was starting to foam in the heat
Oh Baby, you're the only thing in this whole world
That's pure and good and right
And wherever you are and wherever you go
There's always gonna be some light
But I gotta get out
I gotta break it out now
Before the final crack of dawn
So we gotta make the most of our one night together
When it's over you know
We'll both be so alone
Like a bat out of hell
I'll be gone when the morning comes
When the night is over
Like a bat out of hell I'll be gone gone gone
Like a bat out of hell I'll be gone when the morning comes
But when the day is done
And the sun goes down
And moonlight's shining through
Then like a sinner before the gates of heaven
I'll come crawling on back to you
I'm gonna hit the highway like a battering ram
On a silver black phantom bike
When the metal is hot and the engine is hungry
And we're all about to see the light
Nothing ever grows in this rotting old hole
Everything is stunted and lost
And nothing really rocks
And nothing really rolls
And nothing's ever worth the cost
And I know that I'm damned if I never get out
And maybe I'm damned if I do
But with every other beat I got left in my heart
You know I'd rather be damned with you
If I gotta be damned you know I wanna be damned
Dancing through the night with you
If I gotta be damned you know I wanna be damned
Gotta be damned you know I wanna be damned
If I gotta be damned you know I wanna be damned
Dancing through the night
Dancing through the night
Dancing through the night with you
Oh Baby, you're the only thing in this whole world
That's pure and good and right
And wherever you are and wherever you go
There's always gonna be some light
But I gotta get out
I gotta break it out now
Before the final crack of dawn
So we gotta make the most of our one night together
When it's over you know
We'll both be so alone
Like a bat out of hell
I'll be gone when the morning comes
When the night is over
Like a bat out of hell I'll be gone gone gone
Like a bat out of hell I'll be gone when the morning comes
But when the day is done
And the sun goes down
And moonlight's shining through
Then like a sinner before the gates of heaven
I'll come crawling on back to you
Then like a sinner before the gates of heaven
I'll come crawling on back to you
I can see myself tearing up the road
Faster than any other boy has ever gone
And my skin is raw but my soul is ripe
No one's gonna stop me now
I gotta make my escape
But I can't stop thinking of you
And I never see the sudden curve until it's way too late
I never see the sudden curve till it's way too late
Then I'm dying at the bottom of a pit in the blazing sun
Torn and twisted at the foot of a burning bike
And I think somebody somewhere must be tolling a bell
And the last thing I see is my heart
Still beating
Breaking out of my body
And flying away
Like a bat out of hell
Then I'm dying at the bottom of a pit in the blazing sun
Torn and twisted at the foot of a burning bike
And I think somebody somewhere must be tolling a bell
And the last thing I see is my heart
Still beating
Still beating
Breaking out of my body and flying away
Like a bat out of hell
Like a bat out of hell
Posted at 08:37 pm by Biscarat
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A tout le monde
A tout mes amis
Je vous aime
Je dois partir
Posted at 12:25 pm by Biscarat
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Sunday, August 08, 2004
Hace ya una semana que mi novia volvió a Brasil. Tuve que esperar todo este tiempo, para poder tomar distancia, y escribir algo al respecto.
Fueron 11 días salidos de un cuento de Hadas, completos con héroes, villanos y princesas; y repletos tragedia, romance y comedia.
No tuvo, sin embargo, un "...y vivieron felices para siempre". No tuvo un Final Feliz.
O mejor dicho,
No tuvo un Final.
No hay romance en el Aeropuerto.
No hay Boggie e Ingrid, tan sólo un pasillo que te aparta de mi vista por cinco meses. Lágrimas reprimidas, un montón de valijas y todavía muchas más cosas para decirte.
Así vivo, esperandote, escribiendote y soñándote.
Esperando, escribiendo y soñando que te bajás de ese avión, con valijas llenas de tiempo y miles de cosas que decir.
Así que,
Hasta que nos veamos de nuevo...
"Here's looking at you, kid"
Posted at 06:39 pm by Biscarat
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Sunday, August 01, 2004
And I would do anything for love,
I'd run right into hell and back
I would do anything for love,
I'll never lie to you and that's a fact
But I'll never forget the way you feel right now,
Oh no, no way
And I would do anything for love, but I won't do that,
I won't do that
Anything for love, oh I would do anything for love
I would do anything for love, but I won't do that,
Oh I won't do that
Some days it don't come easy,
And some days it don't come hard
Some days it don't come at all,
And these are the days that never end
Some nights you're breathing fire,
And some nights you're carved in ice
Some nights you're like nothing
I've ever seen before or will again
Maybe I'm crazy, but it's crazy and it's true
I know you can save me,
No one else can save me now but you
As long as the planets are turning,
As long as the stars are burning
As long as your dreams are coming true,
You better believe it
That I would do anything for love,
And I'll be there til the final act
I would do anything for love,
And I'll take a vow and seal a pact
But I'll never forgive myself
If we don't go all the way tonight
And I would do anything for love,
Oh I would do anything for love
Oh I would do anything for love,
But I won't do that, no I won't do that
I would do anything for love,
Anything you've been dreaming of
But I just won't do that (repeats 3x)
Some days I pray for silence,
And somedays I pray for soul
Some days I just pray to the God of
Sex and Drums and Rock 'N Roll
Some nights I lose the feeling,
And some nights I lose control
Some nights I just lose it all
When I watch you dance and the thunder rolls
Maybe I'm lonely
And that's all I'm qualified to be
There's just one and only,
The one and only promise I can keep
As long as the wheels are turning,
As long as the fires are burning
As long as your prayers are coming true,
You better believe it
That I would do anything for love,
And you know it's true and that's a fact
I would do anything for love,
And there'll never be no turning back
But I'll never do it better than I do it with you,
So long, so long
And I would do anything for love,
Oh I would do anything for love
I would do anything for love,
But I won't do that,
No no no I won't do that
I would do anything for love,
Anything you've been dreaming of
But I just won't do that
But I'll never stop dreaming of you
Every night of my life, no way
And I would do anything for love,
Oh I would do anything for love
I would do anything for love,
But I won't do that, no I won't do that
Will you raise me up, will you help me down?
Will you get me right out of this Godforsaken town?
Will you make it all a little less cold?
I can do that! I can do that!
Will you hold me sacred? Will you hold me tight?
Can you colorize my life, I'm so sick of black and white?
Can you make it all a little less old?
I can do that! Oh oh, now I can do that!
Will you make me some magic, with your own two hands?
Can you build an emerald city with these grains of sand?
Can you give me something I can take home?
I can do that! Oh oh now, I can do that!
Will you cater to every fantasy I got?
Will ya hose me down with holy water, if I get too hot?
Will you take me places I've never known?
I can do that! Oh oh now, I can do that!
After a while you'll forget everything
It was a brief interlude and a midsummer night's fling
And you'll see that it's time to move on
I won't do that! No I won't do that!
I know the territory, I've been around
It'll all turn to dust and we'll all fall down
And sooner or later, you'll be screwing around
I won't do that! No I won't do that!
Anything for love,
Oh I would do anything for love
I would do anything for love, but I won't do that,
No I won't do that
(Meat Loaf)
Posted at 03:01 pm by Biscarat
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Friday, July 16, 2004
Le estuve dando muchas vueltas en mi cabeza. Hace semanas que tengo esta obsesión, esta insatisfacción con lo que escribo.
Me acordé de cuando empecé a escribir online, de la intención con que lo hacía.
Tanto The Conquering como The Second Tide son instrumentos de tortura, diseñados para satisfacer mi egomanía y delirios de grandeza. Y eso seguirán siendo.
Voy a escribir como antes, tratando de ilustrarlos, y de alguna manera evitar que vaguen por la net buscando mp3s o pornografía.
Espero no perderlos en el proceso.
Posted at 01:32 am by Biscarat
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Wednesday, July 14, 2004
Bueno, debido a que tuve una semana horrible (sé que estamos a Lunes, pero hablo genéricamente) así que voy a quejarme de algunas cosas sin orden o razón en particular.
Detesto:
- La situación piquetera del país
- Los rulos de David Bisbal
- Esperar a la gente
- Este blog
So Far, So Good, So What
Posted at 12:43 am by Biscarat
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Friday, July 09, 2004
9 de Julio de 1816.
En el Congreso de Tucumán, un grupo de representantes de la provincias declara la independencia de la Nación Argentina.
Cosa curiosa que justo 170 años después naciera aquel destinado a volver a esclavizarla.
En su día, mis abrazos para mi hermano, el que nació con alas negras.
Posted at 05:17 pm by Biscarat
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