sexta-feira, 1 de outubro de 2010

De nuevo...

Sé que me despedí, pero el dueño ya desapareció de nuevo. No me gusta ver blogs tan parados así.

Ayer pasé la noche bajando canciones... viejas canciones que siempre me encantaron. Por increíble que les parezca, bajé una de Britney Spears. Sííííí; la música que más puede decirles quién soy: "Sometimes" - por eso digo que soy bipolar. =D

Sometimes

You tell me you're in love with me / Like you can't take your pretty eyes away from me.
It's not that I don't want to stay / But every time you come too close, I move away.
I wanna believe in everything that you say / Cause it sounds so good.
But if you really want me, move slow / There's things about me you just have to know.

Chorus:
Sometimes I run, Sometimes I hide / Sometimes I'm scared of you.
But all I really want is to hold you tight / Treat you right, be with you day and night.
Baby, all I need is time!


I don't wanna be so shy / Every time that I am alone I wonder "why?".
Hope that you will wait for me / You see that you're the only one for me.


I wanna believe in everything that you say / Cause it sounds so good.
But if you really want me, move slow / There's things about me you just have to know.

Chorus:
Sometimes I run (sometimes), sometimes I hide / Sometimes I'm scared of you.
But all I really want is to hold you tight / Treat you right, be with you day and night.
All I really want is to hold you tight / Treat you right, be with you day and night.
Baby, all I need is time!


Just hang around and you'll see / There's nowhere I'd rather be.
If you love me, trust in me / The way that I trust in you.


Sometimes I run, sometimes I hide / Sometimes I'm scared of you.
But all I really want is to hold you tight / Treat you right, be with you day and night.
All I really want is to hold you tight, treat you right / Be with you day and night.
Sometimes I run, sometimes I hide / Sometimes I'm scared of you.
But all I really want is to hold you tight
...

Bueno, y así es. No sé bien por qué pensé en esta canción, pero ella me conmove. Tal vez porque es alguien que no cree más en los sentimientos... en las posibilidades. Que tiene miedo a herirse... de nuevo, tal vez. Si pudiera hacer un pedido, pediría que nunca me hubieran lastimado tanto. Pediría también que nunca me hubiera enamorado de alguien... Pediría para tener un alma sin amor... aunque sé que es imposible no amar. Pero yo sé que mismo cuando amo, huyo de todo. O cuando amo, no soy amada. O, aún, cuando me aman, ya no quiero ser amada... No sé... a veces...
La bipolaridad no siempre es buena, a menos para escribir tanto... para pensar... para hacerme llorar todos los días. Lloro, aunque sin lágrimas. No sé.. sé que a veces soy lo que nunca quise ser... a veces estoy como nunca quise estar.

Um comentário:

Felippe L.B. Katan disse...

Por mais que eu não goste muito de Britney, eu deixarei esse post aqui =P

Mas, realmente, a bipolaridade só é, de certa forma, boa, para quem lê. Para quem tem, ou para quem "sente", não é nada legal.

Não gostaria de pedir uma alma sem amor. Qual a graça da vida sem o amor, as feridas, as descobertas, as desilusões e as realizações?

Sei lá... É o que acredito...