no se explica

J’oublierai ce mois d’août où j’ai dû faire la route sans toi
Sans doute
J’oublierai ma défaite et le rêve qui s’arrête
J’oublierai peut-être
Mais j’y pense encore quelque fois et ça ne s’explique pas
S’explique pas

Tes yeux, ta voix, tes mains sur moi, toujours ça reste là
Le jour et l’heure, ta peau, l’odeur, l’amour ça reste là
C’est fort encore
C’est mort d’accord
Mais ça ne s’oublie pas
Ne s’oublie pas, ça
Je n’oublie pas

Olvidaré este mes de agosto en que he debido hacer el camino sin ti
Sin duda
Olvidaré mi derrota y el sueño que se detiene
Olvidaré quizás
Pero aún pienso en ello a veces y eso no se explica
No se explica

Tus ojos, tu voz, tus manos sobre mí, siguen todavía aquí
El día y la hora, tu piel, el olor, el amor eso sigue aquí
Es fuerte aún
Está muerto de acuerdo
Pero no se olvida
No se olvida, eso
Yo no olvido

Música de Zazie, Ça

Imagen de JENRIKS24hphoetry

Traducción de Observando lo (in)visible

no tomorrow

uh uh uhh uhhhhh

look at me
silly me
I’m as happy as could be
I have a girl who thinks I rock..

Orson, No tomorrow

Hide and seek

…ransom notes keep falling out your mouth
mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut outs
speak no feeling no i don’t believe you
you don’t care a bit,
you don’t care a bit…

Imogen heap, Hide and seek

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and it breaks my heart…

Suppose I never, ever met you
Suppose we never fell in love
Suppose I never, ever let you kiss me so sweet and so soft

Regina Spektor, Fidelity

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eso ya lo sabíamos las dos

I cheated myself,
Like I knew I would,
I told you I was trouble,
You know that I’m no good

Arctic Monkeys, You Know I’m No Good

Descarga vía la mala

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7/4 shoreline

…And you’re walking away
But where to go to?
And you’re walking alone,
But how to get through?
If you wanna get it right
You can own what you choose
But you wanna live a lie
And love what you lose…

Broken Social Scene: 7/4 shoreline

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…faster and faster…

…I’ve got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better fuck

Panic at the disco: Lying Is The Most Fun A Girl Can Have Without Taking Her Clothes Off

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samson

you are my sweetest downfall…

foto: Susan Bein

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in the sun

…cause when you show me myselef, you know…
I become someone else…

Ilustración Ben Strawn
Texto In the sun by Joseph Arthur

give me some of that medicine…

Give me some of that medicine
To make me forget
(i can’t find it)
I need something easier
(can’t find it)
‘cuz I ain’t found it yet
I ain’t found it yet
I ain’t found it
Oh no no no

Annie Lennox, Ghosts in my machine