lunes, 22 de marzo de 2010

Lover´s cross (J Croce)







Lover's Cross



They all said it was bound to happen
Was as just a matter of time
Now I've come to my decision
And it's one of the painful kind
Well, it seems that you wanted a martyr
Just a regular girl wouldn't do
Now baby, I can't hang on a lover's cross for you

I really got to hand it to you
Boy you really tried
But for every time that we spent laughing
There were two times that I cried
'Cause I never was much of a martyr before,
And I ain't gonna start nothing new
Oh baby, I can't hang on a lover's cross for you

Tables are meant for turning
And people are bound to change
Bridges are meant for burning
When people and memories aren't one and the same

Still I hope that you can find another
Who could take what I could not
She would have to be a supergirl
Or maybe a Joan of Arc
Now I never was much of a martyr before
And I ain't gonna start nothing new
Oh baby, I can't hang on a lover's cross for you
I won't hang upon a lover's cross for you, oh baby
I can't hang upon a lover's cross for you

Tables are meant for turning
And people are bound to change
Bridges are meant for burning
When people and memories aren't one and the same

Still I hope that you can find another
Who could take what I could not
She would have to be a supergirl
Or maybe a Joan of Arc
Now I never was much of a martyr before
And I ain't gonna start nothing new
No baby, I can't hang on a lover's cross for
I won't hang upon a lover's cross, no baby
I can't hang upon a lover's cross for you

domingo, 14 de marzo de 2010

short stories


Jhumpa Lahiri (the interpreter of maladies) y Julian Barnes (lemon tree) para las tardes de lluvia, nieve, viento...

Tulipanes y ventana,la belleza efímera

martes, 9 de marzo de 2010

Los que nos dan la felicidad - Le bonheur Marcel Proust


"Soyons reconnaissants aux personnes qui nous donnent du bonheur, elles sont les charmants jardiniers par qui nos âmes sont fleuries." Marcel Proust

miércoles, 3 de marzo de 2010

lunes, 1 de marzo de 2010

It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold -


"It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade."
Charles Dickens