La sangre que brama: F rac/u ture

jueves, 3 de noviembre de 2011

F rac/u ture

A veces pienso en el tiempo futuro.

Que lo quiero.

Como lo pienso.

Lo quiero.

Pero en ahora.

Y se me hace tan lejos.

1 comentario:

El Drac dijo...: Vivir siempre mirando el pasado o acariciando el futuro es no vivir.

Un abrazo Valkyrie; 3 de noviembre de 2011, 4:29

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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.