15 jul 2009

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I DONT WANNA WAIT IN VAIN FOR YOUR LOVE
I DONT WANNA WAIT IN VAIN FOR YOUR LOVE
FROM THE VERY FIRST TIME I BLESSED MY EYES ON YOU, GIRL
MY HEART SAYS, "FOLLOW THROUGH."
BUT I KNOW NOW THAT IM WAY DOWN ON YOUR LINE
BUT THE WAITING FEEL IS FINE
SO DONT TREAT ME LIKE A PUPPET ON A STRING
CAUSE I KNOW HOW TO DO MY THING
DONT TALK TO ME AS IF YOU THINK IM DUMB
I WANNA KNOW WHEN YOURE GONNA COME

SEE, I DONT WANNA WAIT IN VAIN FOR YOUR LOVE
I DONT WANNA WAIT IN VAIN FOR YOUR LOVE
I DONT WANNA WAIT IN VAIN FOR YOUR LOVE
CAUSE ITS SUMMER IS HERE
IM STILL WAITING THERE
WINTER IS HERE AND IM STILL WAITING THERE
LIKE I SAID,
ITS BEEN THREE YEARS SINCE IM KNOCKING ON YOUR DOOR
AND I STILL CAN KNOCK SOME MORE
OOH, GIRL, OOH, GIRL
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IS IT FEASIBLE, I WANNA KNOW NOW
FOR I TO KNOCK SOME MORE?

YA SEE, IN LIFE I KNOW THERES LOTS OF GRIEF
BUT YOUR LOVE IS MY RELIEF
TEARS IN MY EYES BURN
TEARS IN MY EYES BURN WHILE IM WAITING
WHILE IM WAITING FOR MY TURN.

SEE, I DONT WANNA WAIT IN VAIN FOR YOUR LOVE
I DONT WANNA WAIT IN VAIN FOR YOUR LOVE
I DONT WANNA WAIT IN VAIN FOR YOUR LOVE
I DONT WANNA WAIT IN VAIN FOR YOUR LOVE
I DONT WANNA WAIT IN VAIN FOR YOUR LOVE
OH, I DONT WANNA, I DONT WANNA
I DONT WANNA, I DONT WANNA
NO, I DONT WANNA, I DONT WANNA
I DONT WANNA, I DONT WANNA
I DONT WANNA WAIT IN VAIN.

ITS YOUR LOVE THAT IM WAITING ON
ITS MY LOVE THAT YOURE RUNNING FROM

2 comentarios:

FABIAN dijo...

What can I hold you with?
I offer you streets, desperate sunsets, the moon of the jagged suburbs.
I offer you the bitterness of a man who has looked long and long at the lonely moon.
I offer you my ancestors, my dead men, the ghosts that living men have honoured in bronze: my father´s father killed in the frontier of Buenos Aires, two bullets through his lungs, bearded and dead, wrapped by his soldiers in the hide of a cow; my mother´s grandfather -just twentyfour- heading a charge of three hundred men in Peru, now ghosts on vanished horses.
I offer you whatever insight my books may hold, whatever manliness or humour my life.
I offer you the loyalty of a man who has never been loyal.
I offer you that kernel of myself that I have saved, somehow -the central heart that deals not in words, traffics not with dreams and is untouched by time, by joy, by adversities.
I offer you the memory of a yellow rose seen at sunset, years before you were born.
I offer you explanations of yourself, theories about yourself, authentic and surprising news of yourself.
I can give you my loneliness, my darkness, the hunger of my hear; I am trying to bribe you with uncertainty, with danger, with defeat.

Te ofrezco esbeltas calles, ocasos desesperados, la luna de los suburbios harapientos.

Te ofrezco la amargura de un hombre que ha mirado largamente la luna solitaria.

Te ofrezco mis ancestros, mis muertos, las fantasmas que los vivos honraron en mármol:

el padre de mi padre muerto en la frontera de Buenos Aires, dos balas atravesaron sus pulmones, barbado y muerto,

[envuelto por los soldados en un cuero de vaca, el abuelo de mi madre –apenas 24- encabezando una carga de trescientos hombres en Perú,

[ahora fantasmas en caballos desvanecidos.

Te ofrezco cualquier comprensión que mis libros puedan contener. Cualquier valor o

ingenio de mi vida.

Te ofrezco la lealtad de un hombre que nunca ha sido leal.

Te ofrezco el centro de mi mismo que salvé de algún modo

–el corazón central que no trata en palabras, no trafica con sueños y está intocado por el tiempo,

por el gozo, por las adversidades.

Te ofrezco la memoria de una rosa amarilla, vista al ocaso años antes de que nacieras.

Te ofrezco explicaciones sobre ti misma, teorías acerca de ti, auténticas y sorprendentes

Noticias de ti misma.

Te puedo dar mi soledad, mi oscuridad, el hambre de mi corazón;

estoy tratando de sobornarte con la incertidumbre, con el peligro, con la derrota.

Alan Gauto Flesch dijo...

Could you be loved and be loved?
Could you be loved and be loved?

Don't let them fool ya,
Or even try to school ya! Oh, no!
We've got a mind of our own,
So go to hell if what you're thinking is not right!
Love would never leave us alone,
A-yin the darkness there must come out to light.

Could you be loved and be loved?
Could you be loved, wo now! - and be loved?

(The road of life is rocky and you may stumble too,
So while you point your fingers someone else is judging you)
Love your brotherman!
(Could you be - could you be - could you be loved?
Could you be - could you be loved?
Could you be - could you be - could you be loved?
Could you be - could you be loved?)

Don't let them change ya, oh! -
Or even rearrange ya! Oh, no!
We've got a life to live.
They say: only - only -
only the fittest of the fittest shall survive -
Stay alive! Eh!

Could you be loved and be loved?
Could you be loved, wo now! - and be loved?

(You ain't gonna miss your water until your well runs dry;
No matter how you treat him, the man will never be satisfied.)
Say something! (Could you be - could you be - could you be loved?
Could you be - could you be loved?)
Say something! Say something!
(Could you be - could you be - could you be loved?)
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