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jueves, enero 25, 2007

I was hoping

Un bonus, quería postear esta canción que la he vuelto a oír hace unos minutos, y me fascina (en general es toda Alanis Morrissette la que me fascina, no me extraña que le ofrecieran el papel de Dios en Dogma). No he encontrado el video original, pero me encontrado con esto. No soy un forofo de House, es más, no he visto más de diez minutos de la serie de todos sus capítulos. Pero lo poco que he visto, me cae bien el hombre. Siempre me ha importado más el corazón y la inteligencia de las personas que su simpatía. Además para alguien como yo, las personas hurañas pueden ser la mar de divertidas. Si ustedes tampoco han visto nunca un capítulo de House, les recomiendo que lean esta divertida sinopsis que se hace de la serie.

La letra de la canción de Alanis por supuesto es preciosa. Parece uno de esos misterios de meter un barco en una botellita. Pues aquí lo mismo: meto gran parte de mi vida en esta canción. Una letra bastante oscura, y bastante enigmática, pero es que yo soy también así... Todo se reduce a eso: a momentos felices, esperanzas frustadas, y siempre debatiéndome en juicios morales.

I was hoping
as we were talking outside it was cold we were shivering yet warmed by the subject matter
my wife is in the next room we've been having troubles you know please don't tell her or anyone
but I need to talk to somebody
you said "wouldn't it be a shame if I knew how great I was five minutes before I died i'd be filled
with such regret before I took my last breath" and I said "you're willing to tell me this now
and you're not going to die any time soon"
and I said I haven't been eating chicken or meat or anything and you said yes
but you've been wearing leather and laughed and said we're at the top of the food chain
and yes you're a fine woman and I cringed
I was hoping I was hoping we could heal each other
I was hoping I was hoping we could be raw together
we left the restaurant where the head waiter (in his 60's) said "good-bye sir thank you for your business sir you're successful and established sir and we like the frequency with which you dine here sir
and your money" and when I walked by they said "thank you too dear" I was all pigtails and cords
and there was a day when I would've said something like "hey dude I could buy and sell this place so kiss it"
I too once thought I was owed something
I was hoping I was hoping we could challenge each other
I was hoping I was hoping we could crack each other up
I too thought that when proved wrong I lost somehow
I too once thought life was cruel
it's a cycle really you think i'm withdrawing and guilt tripping you I think you're insensitive
and I don't feel heard and I said do you believe we are fundamentally judgmental? fundamentally evil?
and you said yes I said I don't believe in revenge in right or wrong good or bad you said
"well what about that man that I saw handcuffed in the emergency room bleeding after beating his kidand she threw a shoe at his head.
I think what he did was wrong and I would've had a hard time feeling compassion for him"
I had to watch my tone for fear of having you feel judged.
I was hoping I was hoping we could dance together
I was hoping I was hoping we could be creamy together

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7 Comments:

Anonymous Anónimo said...

tienes razón ... hay mucho más que aparencias ...y la vida aveces suele ser muy oscura ...
y los secretos naufragan en un mar lleno de botellitas ...
me gusto mucho la canción ..el clip y tus palabras ...
( te leo siempre )
j.

1:14 a. m.  
Blogger Vigo said...

Debes de ser Joana, porque a Johnny no me lo imaginao diciéndome que me lee siempre y menos que le haya gustado Alanis Morrissette.
Pero bueno thanks por el comentario y por tu fidelidad.
Un beso Joana, un abrazo a johnny , un mordisco al jamón de cinco jotas, y al resto del mundo que le j. (ja,ja).
PD. Y si mis tiros van desorientados haber pedido muerte.

6:55 a. m.  
Anonymous Anónimo said...

No ! ... ni Joana ni Johnny ... Hay muchas mas J.... de lo que puedas suponer ...
Tus tiros te fallarón!
Abrazos
j.(jessica)

11:17 p. m.  
Blogger Vigo said...

Ah sí Jessica, como te iba a olvidar!!!
Que tal si me haces un poquito de memoria...

Pd. ¿No te conozco verdad? Da igual, encantado. Mi blog es tu blog (ja,ja).

7:03 a. m.  
Blogger jessica vega said...

si ...da lo mismo ... encantada yo !
j.

2:07 p. m.  
Anonymous Anónimo said...

te dejo mi pagina si (por las moscas ....hummm) que acabe de comenzar ... a "rascuñar" ...
bj
j.

12:07 a. m.  
Blogger jessica vega said...

www.esteldomar.blogspot.com

bj.
j.

12:08 a. m.  

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