miércoles

Cúrame



Háblame
que no te oiga

Quiéreme
que yo no sepa

Cuídame
que no lo vea

No me mires, no me escuches
haz de cuenta que no existo

Cúrame,
que no sane

Vierte en mi
tu indiferencia

Cálmame
que en mi se agite
el deseo como un fuego
y me muera por besarte

Llámame
no me respondas

sáciame
que no me alcance

Déjame,
que yo me rinda
que te siga que te ruegue
que después te de la espalda

Cúrame

martes

be be your love




If I could take you away
Pretend I was queen
What would you say
Would you think I'm unreal
'Cause everybody's got their way I should feel

Everybody's talking how I, can't, can't be your love
But I want, want, want to be your love
Want to be your love, for real
Everybody's talking how I, can't, can't be your love
But I want, want, want to be your love
Want to be your love for real
Want to be your everything

Everything...

Everything's falling, and I am included in that
Oh, how I try to be just okay
Yeah, but all I ever really wanted
Was a little piece of you

And everybody's talking how I, can't, can't be your love
But I want, want, want to be your love
Want to be your love, for real
Everybody's talking how I, can't, can't be your love
But I want, want, want to be your love
Want to be your love for real

Everything will be alright
If you just stay the night
Please, sir, don't you walk away, don't you walk away, don't you walk away
Please, sir, don't you walk away, don't you walk away, don't you walk away...



Rachael Yamagata