lunes, noviembre 22, 2004

Some More



Porqué si no hay nada que me impida escribir, si aún tengo cosas que contar, no hay nada aquí día tras día?


If there's one thing you can say
About Mankind
There's nothing kind about man
You can drive out nature with a pitch fork
But it always comes roaring back again

I fell into the ocean
When you became my wife
I risked it all against the sea
To have a better life
Marie you're the wild blue sky
And men do foolish things
You turn kings into beggars
And beggars into kings

Why be sweet, why be careful, why be kind?
A man has only one thing on his mind
Why ask politely, why go lightly,
why say please?
They only want to get you on your knees
There are a few things I never could believe
A woman when she weeps
A merchant when he swears
A thief who says he'll pay
A lawyer when he cares
A snake when he is sleeping
A drunkard when he prays
I don't believe you go to heaven
when you're good
Everything goes to hell, anyway...

The ship is sinking
The ship is sinking
The ship is sinking
There's leak, there's leak,
in the boiler room
The poor, the lame, the blind
Who are the ones that we kept in charge?
Killers, thieves, and lawyers

Nothing's ever as it seems
Climb the ladder to you dreams
If i die before you wake
Don't you cry, don't you weep
Nothing's ever yours to keep
Close your eyes, go to sleep

When the day breaks, and the earth quakes
Life's a mistake all day long
Tell me, who gives a good gooddamn
You'll never get out alive

Don't take my word
Just look skyward
They that dance must pay the fiddler
Sky is darkening
Dogs are barking
But the caravan moves on

Will you loose the flowers
hold on to the vase
Will you wipe all those teardrops
away from your face
I can't help thinking
as I close the door
I have done all of this
many times before

The bone must go
The wish can stay
The kiss don't know
What the lips will say

All day Long, Blood Money by Tom Waits;