* After all that's Happened, What is it That we've Gained? (8)
Who understands us ? Human beings are so complicated, so diverse and so changeable that even try to understand it as a magnanimous task, some crazy. So we all, men and women in the same boat. And we're stubborn, we just understand that which involves our major contradictions, our greatest impulses and our constant disappointments: LOVE. Thus, with a capital it covers, but sometimes we do not want, much of our lives.
love and hate at the same time the same person, in the same second. Forget it and remember the accident that directs our memory. The desire and reject it again and again and not get tired. So we are. Not because we do not know what we want, but just because we are completely sure of what we want in the background. It's just that we cloudy with a hundred confusion attempting to rationalize our impulses. Grave error. It's as if he would try to crush the mathematics to innate artist who lives only dreaming paintings.
I've said it before: Calamaro teacher would say, "It so easy to lose the right. Can not live on love (...) What we mean by love? Why do we sing love songs? If it sounds wrong and never right. Can not live on love (8) "
But as I said earlier, we're stubborn, stubborn recontra. And why continue to believe in love. We will continue trying to understand and continue without finding any sense. But we will not rest. And we will win and lose, and we will win and lose touch us again. And it is no crime. It is as it should.
So I tell you, my dear. Not that it was the first time. This is already routine for you. was discarded and and will come back. Arguments will abound. And be quiet. Your life has just begun. Still have not taken flight. So I want you to love and that you re wrong. You win and lose again. Trial and error. The following are not indicated. Nor does it follow. Who cares? At the indicated at least know what you think. Not be planned. And be happy.
Yes, be happy. Already come to be beaten. But it will be more with another person at your side. Although it appeared that the girl was completely tear of loneliness now happy wandering prey of another man. You are late to this feast, brother. I missed what he had too much: being in love. No way. But despite that, my dear. Yet.
And do not write this because I see sad and need encouragement. Because it is not and you know it. But to do next at least attempt to take it lightly. To go step by step and not run into the tunnel of time vowing to find the light when it was only a small lantern at the beginning of the route.
But I know that even though you are listening and want me to take my advice, life will bring you back down the same road. And you will not stop to meditate a lot. You fall in love madly, swear it is and that there will be another, I believe every word out of his mouth and I pray that do not crash into the wall. We pray to the destination have mercy on you. And you will be happy to lose or win. And you'll be happier now that you're pretty quiet. Because never before in your life a nail had rusted without help from any other.
That the future will get singing!
Andres Calamaro - Flaca
* He who laughs last, laughs best.
Who understands us ? Human beings are so complicated, so diverse and so changeable that even try to understand it as a magnanimous task, some crazy. So we all, men and women in the same boat. And we're stubborn, we just understand that which involves our major contradictions, our greatest impulses and our constant disappointments: LOVE. Thus, with a capital it covers, but sometimes we do not want, much of our lives.
love and hate at the same time the same person, in the same second. Forget it and remember the accident that directs our memory. The desire and reject it again and again and not get tired. So we are. Not because we do not know what we want, but just because we are completely sure of what we want in the background. It's just that we cloudy with a hundred confusion attempting to rationalize our impulses. Grave error. It's as if he would try to crush the mathematics to innate artist who lives only dreaming paintings. I've said it before: Calamaro teacher would say, "It so easy to lose the right. Can not live on love (...) What we mean by love? Why do we sing love songs? If it sounds wrong and never right. Can not live on love (8) "
But as I said earlier, we're stubborn, stubborn recontra. And why continue to believe in love. We will continue trying to understand and continue without finding any sense. But we will not rest. And we will win and lose, and we will win and lose touch us again. And it is no crime. It is as it should.
So I tell you, my dear. Not that it was the first time. This is already routine for you. was discarded and and will come back. Arguments will abound. And be quiet. Your life has just begun. Still have not taken flight. So I want you to love and that you re wrong. You win and lose again. Trial and error. The following are not indicated. Nor does it follow. Who cares? At the indicated at least know what you think. Not be planned. And be happy.
Yes, be happy. Already come to be beaten. But it will be more with another person at your side. Although it appeared that the girl was completely tear of loneliness now happy wandering prey of another man. You are late to this feast, brother. I missed what he had too much: being in love. No way. But despite that, my dear. Yet.
And do not write this because I see sad and need encouragement. Because it is not and you know it. But to do next at least attempt to take it lightly. To go step by step and not run into the tunnel of time vowing to find the light when it was only a small lantern at the beginning of the route.
But I know that even though you are listening and want me to take my advice, life will bring you back down the same road. And you will not stop to meditate a lot. You fall in love madly, swear it is and that there will be another, I believe every word out of his mouth and I pray that do not crash into the wall. We pray to the destination have mercy on you. And you will be happy to lose or win. And you'll be happier now that you're pretty quiet. Because never before in your life a nail had rusted without help from any other.
That the future will get singing!
Andres Calamaro - Flaca
* He who laughs last, laughs best.
