viernes, 12 de septiembre de 2025

Ya No Sos Igual (1999)


Carlos se vendió al barrio de Lanús
el barrio que lo vio crecer.
ya no vino nunca más por el bar de Fabián
y se olvido de pelearse los domingos en la cancha.
por la noche patrulla la ciudad
molestando y levantando a los demás

Ya no sos igual
ya no sos igual
sos un vigilante de la Federal
sos buchón
sos buchón
sos buchón
sos buchón

Carlos se dejo crecer el bigote y tiene una nueve para él
ya no vino nunca más por el bar de Fabián
y se olvido de pelearse los domingos en la cancha
el sabe muy bien que una bala en la noche en la calle espera por él

Ya no sos igual
ya no sos igual
sos un vigilante de la Federal

Sos buchón
sos buchón
sos buchón
sos buchón
vos sos buchón de la Policía Federal;
vos sos buchón de la Policía Federal

Ya no sos igual
ya no sos igual
sos un vigilante de la federal
sos buchón
sos buchón
sos buchón
sos buchón


Dos Minutos, 1999.

martes, 22 de julio de 2025

More Than Words

 Saying "I love you"

Is not the words I want to hear from youIt's not that I want youNot to say but if you only knew
How easy, it would be to show me how you feelMore than words is all you have to do to make it realThen you wouldn't have to say that you love me'Cause I'd already know
What would you doIf my heart was torn in two?More than words to show you feelThat your love for me is realWhat would you sayIf I took those words away?Then you couldn't make things newJust by saying "I love you"
La-di-da, da-di-daDi-dai-dai-daMore than wordsLa-di-da, da-di-da
Now that I've tried toTalk to you and make you understandAll you have to do is close your eyesAnd just reach out your hands and touch me
Hold me close, don't ever let me goMore than words is all I ever needed you to showThen you wouldn't have to say that you love me'Cause I'd already know
What would you doIf my heart was torn in two?More than words to show you feelThat your love for me is realWhat would you sayIf I took those words away?Then you couldn't make things newJust by saying "I love you"

Extreme
1990

viernes, 18 de julio de 2025

Distancia

Se acaso estás distante de mim Só penso em te buscar O tempo fica horas sem fim A me martirizar A minha sinfonia de amor Sofre uma pausa de dor A natureza fica parada Só penso em ti, mais nada Meu sofrimento na tua ausência Faz de um segundo horas mortais Minha alegria esquece as horas Se junto a mim tu estás


De Marino Pinto y Mario Rossi