Tuxedomoon- In a manner of speaking

In a manner of speaking
I just want to say
That I could never forget the way
You told me everything
By saying nothing

In a manner of speaking
I don't understand
How love in silence becomes reprimand
But the way that I feel about you
Is beyond words

O give me the words
Give me the words
That tell me nothing
O give me the words
Give me the words
That tell me everything

In a manner of speaking
Semantics won't do
In this life that we live, we only make do
And the way that we feel
Might have to be sacrified

So in a manner of speaking
I just want to say
That just like you I should find a way
To tell you everything
By saying nothing.

O give me the words
Give me the words
That tell me nothing
O give me the words
Give me the words
Give me the words

WEEZER- EL SCORCHO

Goddamn you half-Japanese girlsDo it to me every timeOh, the redhead said you shred the celloAnd I'm jello, baby

But you won't talk, won't look, won't think of meI'm the epitome of public enemyWhy you wanna go and do me like that?Come down on the street and dance with me

I'm a lot like you so please, hello, I'm here, I'm waitingI think I'd be good for you and you'd be good for me

I asked you to go to the Green Day concertYou said you never heard of them(How cool is that?)How cool is that?

So I went to your room and read your diaryWatching Grunge Leg-drop New Jack through a press tableAnd then my heart stoppedListening to Cio-Cio San, fall in love all over again

I'm a lot like you so please, hello, I'm here, I'm waitingI think I'd be good for you and you'd be good for me

How stupid is it? I can't talk about itI gotta sing about it and make a record of my heartHow stupid is it? Won't you gimme a minuteJust come up to me and say hello to my heart

How stupid is it? For all I know you want me tooAnd maybe you just don't know what to doOr maybe you're scared to say"I'm falling for you"

I wish I could get my head out of the sand'Cause I think we'd make a good teamAnd you would keep my fingernails cleanBut that's just a stupid dream that I won't realize'Cause I can't even look in your eyes without shaking and I ain't fakingI'll bring home the turkey if you bring home the bacon

I'm a lot like you so please, hello, I'm here, I'm waitingI think I'd be good for you and you'd be good for me

I'm a lot like youI'm a lot like youI'm a lot like youAnd I'm waitingI think I'd be good for you and you'd be good for me

MIRANDO ATRÁS- La Buena Vida

A veces me pregunto dónde irán a parar los deseos a los que he tenido que renunciar, los viajes no realizados, los conciertos a los que no asistiremos, las películas planeadas que no veremos, los billares no jugados, los Scrabble no disputados, las disculpas no pronunciadas, las palabras inventadas, las canciones destrozadas, los personajes readaptados, las manos enlazadas desordenadamente que ya no corregirás, los t’estimo no pronunciados, el sonido de tu risa y la luz que me alumbraba.

Mirando atrás se puede ver

que era tan grande como el mar,

tan imposible como estar aquí y allá,

pero no importa la verdad

ni nada más de lo demás;

ya sólo quiero acostarme y no soñar

el buen recuerdo se fue sin volverse a mirar

y desapareció,

mil universos no son suficientes por hoy

para apagar mi voz

 Parece que hay que ser feliz

a toda costa porque sí

y que es tan fácil como ir a pasear,

pues no es sencillo despertar

a medianoche sin cuidar

no hacer ruido y molestar a alguien más

y si un mal día tú te vas

pero de esos de verdad,

que no me llamen, por favor,

que no me llame nadie más,

y no abriré la puerta ya

por más que insistan sin parar;

habla de algo en lo que no haya que pensar