12 noviembre 2007

I can't seem to breath with a rusted metal heart

Carlos Baila Tan Delgado

Encerrado en este hospital tomando pentotal
y sin poder hablar...
entre tubos de goteo estoy
viendo televisión, ya viene sor Ivonne.

Dicen que tendré que resistir
pero yo quiero salir de aquí
dicen que quizás me salvaré
me curaré por fin.

Y nunca has escuchado esto...

Te he grabado un cd, para que te lo pongas cuando no estés conmigo.
En realidad, para explicar lo nuestro, con sólo media estrofa, hubiese bastado.
This is the crisis I knew have to come, destroying the balance I'd kept.
People who change for no reason at all, it's happening all the time.

Pass through the deserts and wastelands
Pass through the deserts and wastelands
Pass through the deserts and wastelands
Pass through the deserts and wastelands
Pass through the deserts and wastelands
Pass through the deserts and wastelands
Pass through the deserts and wastelands

La luz del sol me abrasa, y vuelvo a perderme otra vez.

Destruye mi cerebro.
Son cinco minutos.
Luego pensábamos salir.
Y yo esperaba sin hablar, que te acabaras de arreglar.

I got sunburnt waiting for the jets to land
circus people with hairy little hands
come on boys strike up the army band
I got sunburnt waiting for the jets


how do you feel?

how do you feel?
I can't seem to see through solid marble eyes

I can't seem to breath with a rusted metal heart
I can't seem to breath with a rusted metal heart
I can't seem to breath with a rusted metal heart
I can't seem to breath with a rusted metal heart
I can't seem to breath with a rusted metal heart
I can't seem to breath with a rusted metal heart
I can't seem to breath with a rusted metal heart
I can't seem to breath with a rusted metal heart
I can't seem to breath with a rusted metal heart