La sangre que brama: Blind

domingo, 1 de agosto de 2010

Blind

Creo que a veces el ser humano sólo pretende no pasar otra aterradora noche solo.

Otras veces, toda la vida.

1 comentario:

.A dijo...: que razon..
yo por las noches es cuando mas la echo de menos..; 1 de agosto de 2010, 16:51

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Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew her
She tied you
To a kitchen chair
She broke your throne, and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah.

Baby I have been here before

I know this room, I've walked this floor

I used to live alone before I knew you.

I've seen your flag on the marble arch

Love is not a victory march

It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah.

Leonard Cohen. Hallelujah.