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(explicació de la meva ciutat i jo. gentilesa de Klimt 1918)




Just an interlude in your life

Let all the songs tell you the meaning
in a world you are finding small.
Keeping your soul safe when you are bleeding inside.
But you can't forget
you can't forgive how I told you last time I saw you.
It wants to make you cry
it wants to make you swear.
I want you to know.
Every hour, every day I spent with you was forever.
My mind goes astray
I swore it would be forever.
I'm just awaking with the dusk on my eyes.
I didn't give anyone else a love like this.

Let all the clouds sing of my illusion
from a sky now it's turning blue.
Keeping my smile safe
when I am dying inside.
And I can't forget
I can't forgive how you kissed me
last time you loved me.
It wants to make me die
it wants to make me bleed.
I want you to know.

And you run through the midnight air
your adolescent dreams are gone.
Break me off a piece of that love, tonight 'cause
you can't forget
you can't forgive
how I told you last time I loved you.
I drop off these notes
I turn on the amp.
This song was for make you cry.

And I'm bleeding through the emotions
with my music, with devotion.
I want to disappear, here in the tones.
I need you to know.

Every hour, every day I spent with you
was forever.
Always together.
My mind goes astray, I swore it would be forever.
Ever and ever.
And I'm bleeding, through the emotions with my music
with devotion.
I want to disappear, here in the tones.
I need you to know.

Klimt 1918

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dra. boas festas i dra. god jul ha dit...

benvolguda senyoreta:
huí en la tv han eixit les Rambles i ens ha paregut vore-la de compres per BCN...sàpiga vosté que el seu historial està en aquesta ciutat i no es mourà d´ací...:))
atentament,
les doctores Boas Festas i God Jul

german ha dit...

i sembla que els records de les coses, les persones i els llocs són sempre els que ens acompanyen l'ànima de sentiments...

elisabet ha dit...

doctores Boas Festas i God Jul. Gràcies per la informació. Que sàpiguen que estic intentant desfer-me de la mandarina. Sóc molt aplicada. La tornada a València ha estat esgotadora. Però la neu ha resultat màgica.

german! bon any! hi ha persones que tendim a recordar i recordar i creem històries noves a partir de records, fet que fa que molts cops el record ja no sigui real, sinó allò més adient a la nostra literatura personal... ;) B777

 

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