la vida no eres tu

i used to hate your breath, it froze some winters ago

in F major, in F-dur, en fa majeur

• tell me a story, tell me your life

la partida

...ya te lo he dicho. Lejos de aquì, èsa es mi meta.
-No lleva provisiones- dijo.
-No las necesito -le respondì-, el viaje es tan largo, que me morirè de hambre si no me dan de comer por el camino. No hay provisiòn alguna que pueda salvarme. Por suerte, se trata de un viaje realmente formidable.

el otoño

bon iver / skinny love

Come on skinny love just last the year
Pour a little salt we were never here
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer
I tell my love to wreck it all
Cut out all the ropes and let me fall
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Right in the moment this order's tall
I told you to be patient
I told you to be fine
I told you to be balanced
I told you to be kind
In the morning I'll be with you
But it will be a different "kind"
I'll be holding all the tickets
And you'll be owning all the fines
Come on skinny love what happened here
Suckle on the hope in lite brassiere
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Sullen load is full; so slow on the split
I told you to be patient
I told you to be fine
I told you to be balanced
I told you to be kind
Now all your love is wasted?
Then who the hell was I?
Now I'm breaking at the britches
And at the end of all your lines
Who will love you?
Who will fight?
Who will fall far behind?

who are you?

youchanged.