"Waiting for the sirens' call"
B. Sumner (New Order)
What does this ship bring to me
Far across the restless sea
Waiting for the sirens' call
I've never seen it here before
There she plies a lonely trade
Cutting through the breaking waves
Drifting slowly from her course
She is lost forever more
We all want some kind of love
But sometimes it's not enough
To the wall and through the door
With a stranger on the shore
I won't desert you
I don't know what to say
I really hurt you
I nearly gave it all away
I've got it all wrong
Cause you were not the wrong one
And I don't know where to turn when you're gone
When you're gone
Gotta catch the midnight train
First to Paris then to Spain
Travel with a document
All across the continent
City life is flying by
The wheels are turning all the while
Get on board we can't be late
Our destination cannot wait
All the stars and all the worlds
Filling up this universe
Could never be as close as us
Will never shine as bright on us
I won't desert you
I don't know what to say
I really hurt you
I nearly gave it all away
I've got it all wrong
Cause you were not the wrong one
And I don't know where to turn when you're gone
When you're gone
I won't desert you
I don't know what to say
I really hurt you
I nearly gave it all away
I've got it all wrong
Cause you were not the wrong one
And I don't know where to turn when you're gone
How many times must I lose my way, hey
How many words do I have to say, hey
What can I do just to make you see
That you're so good for a man like...
a man like me
B. Sumner (New Order)
What does this ship bring to me
Far across the restless sea
Waiting for the sirens' call
I've never seen it here before
There she plies a lonely trade
Cutting through the breaking waves
Drifting slowly from her course
She is lost forever more
We all want some kind of love
But sometimes it's not enough
To the wall and through the door
With a stranger on the shore
I won't desert you
I don't know what to say
I really hurt you
I nearly gave it all away
I've got it all wrong
Cause you were not the wrong one
And I don't know where to turn when you're gone
When you're gone
Gotta catch the midnight train
First to Paris then to Spain
Travel with a document
All across the continent
City life is flying by
The wheels are turning all the while
Get on board we can't be late
Our destination cannot wait
All the stars and all the worlds
Filling up this universe
Could never be as close as us
Will never shine as bright on us
I won't desert you
I don't know what to say
I really hurt you
I nearly gave it all away
I've got it all wrong
Cause you were not the wrong one
And I don't know where to turn when you're gone
When you're gone
I won't desert you
I don't know what to say
I really hurt you
I nearly gave it all away
I've got it all wrong
Cause you were not the wrong one
And I don't know where to turn when you're gone
How many times must I lose my way, hey
How many words do I have to say, hey
What can I do just to make you see
That you're so good for a man like...
a man like me
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¿Puede un hombre aprender el lenguaje de los ángeles?
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7 de agosto de 2008 a las 15:17
Maldición, ahora sucede que además de aprender inglés, francés, portugués, latin, griego, sánscrito y algo italiano -cosas que espero hacer muy pronto- tendré que aprender -además- el idioma de los ángeles... ¿Alguien sabe en qué consiste ese idioma?
7 de agosto de 2008 a las 22:32
pues, al menos aun mantienes el lenguaje universal.
mediante el cual podrias haber conocido a un angel...angeles, por aqui y por alla. son muy pocos, son angeles, entre si, entre otros...
como se lo dije alguna vez: los angeles conocen otros angeles, asi que su lenguaje estaria en la representacion de ud. mismo.
9 de agosto de 2008 a las 13:58
We're not too different from angels. They are just SO FUCKING MORE inmortal than us. Ya sabes que a veces hay quienes no viven así como nosotros, sino como Vallejo, o Neruda o alguno de aquellos que no vive como nosotros, sino como ellos.
16 de agosto de 2008 a las 17:20
Respondiendo ... que triste sono eso "depender de tus sentidos", pero tienes razón y pude verlo (aunque no tecnicamente), en verdad... la vida está más alla y tal vez quien llega puede considerarse angel ...no sé. La idea es hacerlo aquí, pero empiezo a creer que es imposible.