Friday, September 19, 2008

WHEN YOU ARE SAD














When I'm walking down the empty streets

You're always in my mind , always
As a shell of melting secret words
You're always in my mind, always
I can feel your whispering inside of noisy dreams
Through the ceiling of a room,

The echo of your voice

As a wave brought by the wind
Is calling from the void

Now I recognize the sound where theres no sound at all

When you are sad, tears are not enough
Everytime you lose yourself in yearning
When you are sad, days are not enough
Time never stops before your eyes
When you are sad, rest is not enough

All your efforts seem to be ignored
When you are sad, beauty is not enough
Makebelieve is all you see around you.

Frozen Autumn

CÓMO BUSCAR BUENOS AMIG@S

Deben buscarse los amigos como los buenos libros. No está la felicidad en que sean muchos ni muy curiosos; sino pocos, buenos y bien conocidos.

Mateo Alemán (1547-1613) Novelista español

TIMÓN

Llegados a este punto, yo no quiero
ni debo, ni tengo ganas de que los demás
piensen que les estoy obligando a pasar tiempo conmigo o establecer
alguna clase de vínculo amistoso.

Que cada uno vaya por donde tenga que ir
y haga lo que tenga que hacer.
Yo ya me cansé.