Layla (Derek And The Dominos)

Let's make the best of the situationBefore I finally go insanePlease, don't say, we'll never find a wayAn' tell me all my love's in vain



En 1966George Harrison se casó con Pattie Boyd.
Para finales de los años 60, Eric Clapton y Harrison eran grandes amigos.
Fue durante la época en que Clapton tocó con las bandas Cream y Blind Faith, cuando comenzó su fascinación por Pattie Boyd. Compuso la canción Layla basándose en su amor no correspondido. Durante la grabación del álbum Pattie y Eric se veían a escondidas. Clapton tenía la esperanza de que esta canción le ayudaría a conquistar definitivamente a Pattie, y que ésta abandonaría a su marido por él.
Boyd se divorció de Harrison en 1977 y se casó con Clapton en 1979.
Harrison demostró no tener rencor por el divorcio asistiendo a la boda.
Eric y Pattie se divorciaron en 1989.

Leaving Home (Ralph Zurmühle)


Julieta:- Tú sabes que el velo de la noche cubre mi rostro; si así lo fuera, un rubor virginal verías teñir mis mejillas por lo que me oíste pronunciar esta noche. Gustosa quisiera guardar las formas, gustosa negar cuanto he hablado; pero, ¡adiós cumplimientos! ¿Me amas? Sé que dirás: sí, yo te creeré bajo tu palabra. Con todo, si lo jurases, podría resultar falso, y de los perjurios de los amantes dicen que se ríe Júpiter. ¡Oh gentil Romeo! Si de veras me quieres, decláralo con sinceridad; o, si piensas que soy demasiado ligera, me pondré desdeñosa y esquiva, y tanto mayor será tu empeño en galantearme. En verdad, arrogante Montesco, soy demasiado apasionada, y por ello tal vez tildes de liviana mi conducta; pero, créeme, hidalgo, daré pruebas de ser más sincera que las que tienen más destreza en disimular. Yo hubiera sido más reservada, lo confieso, de no haber tú sorprendido, sin que yo me apercibiese, mi verdadera pasión amorosa. ¡Perdóname, por tanto, y no atribuyas a liviano amor esta flaqueza mía, que de tal modo ha descubierto la oscura noche!

Romeo:- Júrote, amada mía, por los rayos de la luna que platean la copa de los árboles…

Julieta:- No jures por la luna, que es su rápida movimiento cambia de aspecto cada mes. No vayas a imitar su inconstancia.

Romeo:- ¿Pues por quién juraré?

Julieta:- No hagas ningún juramento. Si acaso, jura por ti mismo, por tu persona que es el dios que adoro y en quien he de creer.

Romeo:- ¿Pues por quién juraré?

Julieta:- No jures. Aunque me llene de alegría el verte, no quiero esta noche oír tales promesas que parecen violentas y demasiado rápidas. Son como el rayo que se extingue, apenas aparece. Aléjate ahora: quizá cuando vuelvas haya llegado abrirse, animado por las brisas del estío, el capullo de esta flor. Adiós, ¡ojalá caliente tu pecho en tan dulce clama como el mío!

Bleed It Out (Linkin Park)


Fuck this hurts, I won’t lieDoesn't matter how hard I tryHalf the words don't mean a thingAnd I know that I won't be satisfied
So why try ignoring him?


I Ran (So Far Away) (A Flock of Seagulls)


And I ran, I ran so far away
I just ran, I ran all night and day
I couldn't get away

I like storms.
They let me know that even the sky,
Screams sometimes too.

She laughed. It was the first time I had ever heard her laugh. I watched her face.
‘You are sweet,’ she said.
‘No, I’m not.’
‘Yes. You are a dear. I’d be glad to kiss you if you don’t mind.’
I looked in her eyes and put my arm around her as I had before and kissed her. I kissed her hard and held her tight and tried to open her lips; they were closed tight. I was still angry and as I held her suddenly she shivered. I held her close against me and could feel her heart beating and her lips opened and her head went back against my hand and then she was crying on my shoulder.
‘Oh, darling,’ she said. ‘You will be good to me, won’t you?’


Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms
Admit it. You aren’t like them. You’re not even close. You may occasionally dress yourself up as one of them, watch the same mindless television shows as they do, maybe even eat the same fast food sometimes. But it seems that the more you try to fit in, the more you feel like an outsider, watching the “normal people” as they go about their automatic existences. For every time you say club passwords like “Have a nice day” and “Weather’s awful today, eh?”, you yearn inside to say forbidden things like “Tell me something that makes you cry” or “What do you think deja vu is for?”. Face it, you even want to talk to that girl in the elevator. But what if that girl in the elevator (and the balding man who walks past your cubicle at work) are thinking the same thing? Who knows what you might learn from taking a chance on conversation with a stranger? Everyone carries a piece of the puzzle. Nobody comes into your life by mere coincidence.
Trust your instincts. Do the unexpected. Find the others.

Via Con Me (Paolo Conte)

Via, via, vieni via di qui,
Niente più ti lega a questi luoghi,
Neanche questi fiori azzurri


Via, via, vieni via con me
entra in questo amore buio,
non perderti per niente al mondo









"Si practiqué el sexo, fuera de lo convencional, es una cosa: pero disfrutarlo.. Parecía una guerra perdida. Acompañé al hombre en el acto, en una parte extrovertida de mí misma y de la vida. Me zambullí en ello, pero no en el sexo, eso parecía ser el placer de ellos. Todo lo que obtuve fue el placer de sentirme deseada.. Yo supongo, y de obtener un poco de ternura (ni siquiera suficiente) que el hombre da cuando está satisfecho. Complaciente debo decir, que soy la peor amante en los cinco continentes."

-Martha Gellhorn

One Night in Bangkok (Murray Head)

I Can't Stop Loving You (Phil Collins)

Five Years Time (Noah And The Whale)


Oh, well in 5 years time
We could be walking around a zoo
With the sun shining down over me and you
And there will be love in the bodies of the elephants too
And I'll put my hands over your eyes but you'll peek through

And there will be sun sun sun all over our bodies
And sun sun sun all down our necks
And there will be sun sun sun all over our faces
And sun sun sun so what the heck

'Cos I'll be laughing at all your silly little jokes
And we'll be laughing about how we used to smoke
All those stupid little cigarettes and drink stupid wine
'Cos it's what we needed to have a good time

But it was fun fun fun when we were drinking
And it was fun fun fun when we were drunk
And it was fun fun fun when we were laughing
And it was fun fun fun, oh it was fun

Oh, well I'll look at you and say it's the happiest I've ever been
And I'll say I know how you feel, I have to be James Dean
And she'll say yeah well I feel oh pretty happy too
And I'm always pretty happy when I'm just kicking back with you

And it'll be love love love all through our bodies
And it'll be love love love all through our minds
And it'll be love love love all over her face
And love love love all over mine

And though really all these moments are just in my head
I'll be thinking about them as I'm lying in bed
And I know that really it might not even come true
But in my mind I'm having a pretty good time with you

Oh in 5 years time I might not know you
In 5 years time we might not speak
In 5 years time we might not get along
In 5 years time you might just prove me wrong

Oh there will be love love love wherever you go

What i am gonna do with you? (Barry White)

Livin' On A Prayer (Bon Jovi)

Carry On Wayward Son (Kansas)

Once I rose above the noise and confusion
Just to get a glimpse beyond the illusion
I was soaring ever higher, but I flew too high
Though my eyes could see I still was a blind man
Though my mind could think I still was a mad man
I hear the voices when I'm dreamin', I can hear them say


Masquerading as a man with a reason
My charade is the event of the season
And if I claim to be a wise man, it surely means that I don't know
On a stormy sea of moving emotion
Tossed about I'm like a ship on the ocean
I set a course for winds of fortune, but I hear the voices say

Another Day (Paul McCartney)