Curt Cobain, Came as you are |
Que mejor mensaje que el de este fallecido cantante, Came as you are, lástima que el poeta ha muerto, hay demasiada filosofía en sus canciones, dolor, quizás un poco de sufrimiento, pero también coraje y tensión, quizás en el afloraron todos los sentimientos y no encontró una manera de balancear su vida, al final tomó un mal camino, la puerta falsa, porque siempre hay una solución, solo que no buscamos.
Creo que en esta navidad, es bueno escuchar esta canción, ven como quieras ser, no importa como seas o quien quieres ser, o quien finges ser, lo importante es que vengas, que sabes que eres aceptado, tal como eres.
A veces los artistas son como estrellas fugaces, en la noche oscura, brillan con toda la intensidad de una verdadera estrella, pero así como aparecen, se desvanece su fulgor, dejando un brillo intenso, solo en nuestras memorias.
Feliz Navidad Curt Cobain, donde sea que estés.
Came as you are
Come as you are, as you were,
As I want you to be
As a friend, as a friend, as an old enemy.
Take your time, hurry up
The choice is yours, don't be late.
Take a rest, as a friend, as an old memoria
Memoria (x3)
Come down set in mud, soaked in bleach
As I want you to be
As a trend, as a friend, as an old memoria
Memoria (x3)
And I swear that I don't have a gun
No I don't have a gun (x2)
Memoria (x3)
Memoria - and I don't have a gun
And I swear that I don't have a gun
No I don't have a gun (x4)
As I want you to be
As a friend, as a friend, as an old enemy.
Take your time, hurry up
The choice is yours, don't be late.
Take a rest, as a friend, as an old memoria
Memoria (x3)
Come down set in mud, soaked in bleach
As I want you to be
As a trend, as a friend, as an old memoria
Memoria (x3)
And I swear that I don't have a gun
No I don't have a gun (x2)
Memoria (x3)
Memoria - and I don't have a gun
And I swear that I don't have a gun
No I don't have a gun (x4)
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