Bullet For My Valentine – Hand Of Blood
-Videoclip:
-AMV: Samurai Champloo:
-Letra:
There goes my valentine again
Soaked in red for what she said
And now shes gone
Oh my god have i done it again
theres a pulse and its deafening.
I can’t help what i hear in my head
it’s the switch that i flick when he says
Hand of blood, i don’t wanna feel, my heart is breaking
Hand of blood, i don’t wanna see, my life is burning
I saw you look away
Is what you’ve seen too much to take
Or are you blind and seeing nothing , I saw you run
I saw you run away
is what i’ve done too much to take or are you scared of being nothing
There’s a stain on my hand and it’s red
oh my god am i losing it
I can’t help what i’ve done or i said
It’s the buttons i push when he says
Hand of blood, i don’t wanna feel, my heart is breaking
Hand of blood, i don’t wanna see, my life is burning
I saw you look away
Is what you’ve seen too much to take,
Or are you blind and seeing nothing, I saw you run
I saw you run away,
Is what i’ve done too much to take or are you scared of being nothing
I saw you look away
Is what you’ve seen too much to take, or are you blind and seeing nothing?
I saw you run
I saw you run away,
Is what i’ve done too much to take or are you scared of being nothing
The Eagles – Hotel California
Otra canción muy buena que muchos de vosotros ya conoceréis. Para los amantes de la buena música, aquí os traigo Hotel California, de The Eagles.
-Videoclip:
-AMV: Final Fantasy VII: Advent Children:
-Letra:
On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway;
with the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself,
‘This could be Heaven or this could be Hell’
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say…
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year, you can find it here
Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she
got the Mercedes Benz
She got a lot of pretty, pretty
boys, that she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget
So I called up the Captain,
‘Please bring me my wine’
He said, ‘We haven’t had that spirit
here since nineteen sixty nine’
And still those voices are calling from far away,
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say…
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
They’re livin’ it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise, bring your alibis
Mirrors on the ceiling,
The pink champagne on ice
And she said ‘We are all just
prisoners here, of our own device’
And in the master’s chambers,
They gathered for the feast
They stab it with their steely knives,
But they just can’t kill the beast
Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before
‘Relax,’ said the night man,
We are programmed to receive.
You can checkout any time you like,
but you can never leave!
Héroes del Silencio – La Chispa Adecuada
Inauguro otra nueva sección donde pondré una canción con su letra y vídeo, así como su AMV o GMV (Anime Music Video o Game Music Video) siempre que los encuentre. Os dejo con un temazo de un grupo que no necesita presentación: Héroes del Silencio – La Chispa Adecuada.
-Videoclip:
-Letra:
Las palabras fueron avispas
Y las calles como dunas
Cuando aún te espero llegar.
En un ataúd guardo tu tacto y una corona
Con tu pelo enmarañado
Queriendo encontrar un arcoiris infinito.
No sé distinguir
Entre besos y raíces.
No sé distinguir
Lo complicado de lo simple.
Y ahora estás en mi lista
De promesas a olvidar.
Todo arde si le aplicas la chispa adecuada.
Mis manos que aún son de hueso
Y tu vientre sabe a pan,
La catedral es tu cuerpo.
Ella es verano y mil tormentas,
Yo el león, que sonríe a las paredes
Que he vuelto a pintar del mismo color.
No sé distinguir
Entre besos y raíces.
No sé distinguir
Lo complicado de lo simple.
Y ahora estás en mi lista
De promesas a olvidar.
Todo arde si le aplicas la chispa adecuada.
El fuego que era a veces propio,
La ceniza siempre ajena.
Blanca esperma resbalando
Por la espina dorsal.
Ya somos más viejos y sinceros
Y, ¿qué mas dá?
Si miramos la laguna
Como llaman a la eternidad de tu ausencia.
No sé distinguir
Entre besos y raíces.
No sé distinguir
Lo complicado de lo simple.
Y ahora estás en mi lista
De promesas a olvidar.
Todo arde si le aplicas la chispa adecuada.
La chispa adecuada.
La chispa adecuada.
