"El auténtico escritor no se dedica a modular cosas bonitas para los lectores, sino únicamente debe aclararse a sí mismo e interpretar mediante la magia de la palabra su propio ser y sus vivencias, resulte bonito o feo, bueno o malo." Hermann Hesse.
"No se puede ir por ahí construyendo un mundo mejor para la gente. Sólo la gente puede construir un mundo mejor para la gente. Si no, es solamente una jaula." -- Terry Pratchett, Brujas de Viaje.
(...) You'll know you're defenseless How your heart beats, when you run for cover Your cant retreat I spy like no other.
I'm your turbo lover Tell me there's no other I'm your turbo lover Better run for cover
(...)
Judas Priest, "Turbo lover"
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Anónimo
dijo...
Sí, tambien la letra es jodidademente buena y apropiada, en esta eterna recurrencia, en el retorno sin fin, como aquella canción que también me persigue y que te recomiendo Demolition Man: "Tied to the tracks and the train's just coming Strapped to the wing with the engine running You say that this wasn't in your plan And don't mess around with the demolition man Tied to a chair, [and] the bomb is ticking This situation was not of your picking You say that this wasn't in your plan And don't mess around with the demolition man
I'm a walking nightmare, an arsenal of doom I kill conversation as I walk into the room I'm a three line whip I'm the sort of thing they ban I'm a walking disaster I'm a demolition man
You come to me like a moth to the flame It's love you need but I don't play that game 'Cos you could be my greatest fan But I'm nobody's friend I'm a demolition man I'm a walking nightmare, an arsenal of doom I kill conversation as I walk into the room I'm a three line whip I'm the sort of thing they ban I'm a walking disaster I'm a demolition man Demolition man...
Un día, me liberaré de la rueda, pero ese día,me temo,queda aún lejos y tu, eres demasiado preciosa para perder el tiempo...Mil besos!sellen nuestra sociedad..
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Sí, tambien la letra es jodidademente buena y apropiada, en esta eterna recurrencia, en el retorno sin fin, como aquella canción que también me persigue y que te recomiendo Demolition Man:
"Tied to the tracks and the train's just coming
Strapped to the wing with the engine running
You say that this wasn't in your plan
And don't mess around with the demolition man
Tied to a chair, [and] the bomb is ticking
This situation was not of your picking
You say that this wasn't in your plan
And don't mess around with the demolition man
I'm a walking nightmare, an arsenal of doom
I kill conversation as I walk into the room
I'm a three line whip
I'm the sort of thing they ban
I'm a walking disaster
I'm a demolition man
You come to me like a moth to the flame
It's love you need but I don't play that game
'Cos you could be my greatest fan
But I'm nobody's friend
I'm a demolition man
I'm a walking nightmare, an arsenal of doom
I kill conversation as I walk into the room
I'm a three line whip
I'm the sort of thing they ban
I'm a walking disaster
I'm a demolition man
Demolition man...
Un día, me liberaré de la rueda, pero ese día,me temo,queda aún lejos y tu, eres demasiado preciosa para perder el tiempo...Mil besos!sellen nuestra sociedad..
Ay, las deshoras....
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