martes, abril 27, 2004

para ti, tu sabes quien, a ver si con esto me entiendes, entiendelo, soy un pinche autista emocional, lo intente, pero tu me habias prometido que no saldrias con tus pendejadas de vieja, y a la primera oportunidad lo hiciste, eres una vieja como todas las demas, crei que eras especial y me sacarias de mi coma emocional, y solo me dejaste peor, y todavia te sientes agraviada, espero puedas entender lo que dice, no lo traduzco porque pierde el sentido, no es mi culpa, sino de Roger Waters


Hello.
Is there anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me.
Is there anyone home?

Come on, now.
I hear you’re feeling down.
Well I can ease your pain,
Get you on your feet again.

Relax.
I need some information first.
Just the basic facts:
Can you show me where it hurts?

There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ship’s smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I can’t hear what you’re sayin’.
When I was a child I had a fever.
My hands felt just like two balloons.
Now I got that feeling once again.
I can’t explain, you would not understand.
This is not how I am.
I have become comfortably numb.

Ok.
Just a little pinprick
There’ll be no more
But you may feel a little sick.

Can you stand up?
I do believe it’s working. good.
That’ll keep you going for the show.
Come on it’s time to go.

There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ship’s smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I can’t hear what you’re sayin’.
When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse,
Out of the corner of my eye.
I turned to look but it was gone.
I cannot put my finger on it now.
The child is grown, the dream is gone.
I have become comfortably numb.

posted by Pepe @ 12:51 AM