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[Verse 1] Been standing in the corner, studying the lights The dreaming of escape will keep you up at night But someone had put the flares up and got me in the rays So I guess I’d better stay ‘Uh uh no come on’ you say [Refrain 1] It's a fools gold thunder It's just a warring rain Don't let the fears just start 'What if I won’t see you again’ Around here you never want to sleep all night So start falling in love, start the riot and [Chorus 1] Come on rage with me We don’t need words And we’ll be birds Got to make our own key [Verse 2] Only got this moment You and me Guilty of nothing, but geography [Refrain 2] Come on and raise it Come on and raise this noise for the million people Who got not one voice Come on it’s not over if you mean it, say loud Come on all for love, out from the underground [Chorus 2] Away with me We don’t need words Close your eyes and see And we'll be birds, flying free Holding on in the mystery [Bridge

Dejé un instante de pensarte. Había sucedido algo en ti cuando volviste. Venías más nostálgico, más triste, seco tu sol que iluminó mi día. Alguien -sé quién- que yo no conocía, alguien que calza sueños de oro, y viste almas dolientes, te pensó. Caíste al pozo donde muere la alegría. ¿Por qué fuiste pensado, malherido, pensamiento de amor?  ¿Cómo han podido pasarte el corazón de parte a parte? ¿Por qué volviste a mí, sufriendo, a herirme? ¿No recuerdas que tengo que ser firme? ¿Es que no ves que tengo que matarte? [Cuanto sé de mí, 1957] José Hierro

Segunda fábula (El amor) 1. Génesis En el principio era el amor. Cuando el alba buscaba un dueño. Cuando todas las criaturas llevaban sus cuerpos desiertos. En el principio era el amor. En todo tenía su reino. La noche entera era el latido de tan hondo enamoramiento. El amor y las almas, juntos fueron creando el Universo. Las almas fueron su metal. El amor su mágico fuego. En el principio era el amor. Los cuerpos estaban desiertos, y cada cuerpo buscó un alma que lo tuviera prisionero. Para el cuerpo, recién nacido de la noche, todo fue nuevo. Ignoró, por no entristecerse, que el alma tenía recuerdos. En el principio era el amor. 2. Sin saberlo Alguna vez, un alma halló el alma que la completaba. Cuando los cuerpos se tuvieron, olvidaron que había alma. No llegaron a lo que dura, y gozaron de lo que pasa. Luego se fueron, dividieron el caudal de su única agua. 3. Segundo amor En el principio era el amor. Sin el amor nada existía. El al

La mano es la que recuerda Viaja a través de los años, desemboca en el presente siempre recordando. Apunta, nerviosamente, lo que vivía olvidado. la mano de la memoria, siempre rescatándolo. Las fantasmales imágenes se irán solidificando,  irán diciendo quién eran, por qué regresaron. Por qué eran carne de sueño, puro material nostálgico. La mano va rescatándolas  de su limbo mágico. [Cuaderno de Nueva York, 1998] José Hierro

Antes de encontrarse con lo absurdo el hombre cotidiano vive sus metas, con un afán de futuro o de justificación (no importa con respecto a quién o qué). Evalúa sus probabilidades, cuenta con el porvenir, con su retiro o con el trabajo de sus hijos. Cree aún que se puede dirigir algo en su vida. En verdad, obra como si fuese libre, aunque todos los hechos se encarguen de contradecir esa libertad. Después de lo absurdo, todo se derrumba. La idea de que "existo", mi forma de obrar como si todo tuviera un sentido (aun cuando, llegado el caso, dijera que nada lo tiene) todo esto resulta desmentido de forma vertiginosa por la absurdidad de una posible muerte. Pensar en el mañana, fijarse una meta, tener preferencias, todo eso supone creer en la libertad, aun cuando a veces se asegure que no se abriga esa creencia. Pero en ese momento sé perfectamente que no existe esa libertad superior, esa libertad de existir que es la única que puede fundamentar una verdad. La muerte está ahí co

[Verse 1: Gary Cherone] Saying I love you Is not the words I want to hear from you It's not that I want you Not to say, but if you only knew How easy it would be to show me how you feel More than words is all you have to do to make it real Then you wouldn't have to say that you love me Cause I'd already know [Chorus] What would you do if my heart was torn in two More than words to show you feel That your love for me is real What would you say if I took those words away Then you couldn't make things new Just by saying I love you More than words [Verse 2: Gary Cherone] Now that I've tried to talk to you and make you understand All you have to do is close your eyes And just reach out your hands and touch me Hold me close don't ever let me go More than words is all I ever needed you to show Then you wouldn't have to say that you love me Cause I'd already know [Chorus] What would you do if my heart was torn in two More than word

See the stone set in your eyes See the thorn twist in your side I wait for you Sleight of hand and twist of fate On a bed of nails she makes me wait And I wait without you With or without you With or without you Through the storm, we reach the shore You gave it all but I want more And I'm waiting for you [Chorus] With or without you With or without you I can't live with or without you [Bridge] And you give yourself away And you give yourself away And you give, and you give And you give yourself away My hands are tied, my body bruised She got me with nothing to win And nothing left to lose [Bridge] [Chorus 2x] [The Best of 1980-1990] U2

[Opening instrumental] Every breath you take Every move you make Every bond you break Every step you take I'll be watching you Every single day Every word you say Every game you play Every night you stay I'll be watching you [Pre-Verse 3] Oh can't you see You belong to me How my poor heart aches with every step you take [Verse 3] Every move you make Every vow you break Every smile you fake Every claim you stake I'll be watching you Since you've gone I've been lost without a trace I dream at night I can only see your face I look around, but it's you I can't replace I feel so cold and I long for your embrace I keep crying baby, baby please [Middle-eight] [Pre-Verse 3] [Verse 3] Every move you make Every step you take I'll be watching you I'll be watching you... [Every Breath You Take: The Singles (1986)] The Police

[Verse 1] He deals the cards as a meditation And those he plays never suspect He doesn't play for the money he wins He doesn't play for respect [Verse 2] He deals the cards to find the answer The sacred geometry of chance The hidden law of a probable outcome The numbers lead a dance [Chorus] I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier I know that the clubs are weapons of war I know that diamonds mean money for this art But that's not the shape of my heart [Verse 3] He may play the jack of diamonds He may lay the queen of spades He may conceal the king in his hand While a memory of it fades [Chorus] [Bridge] That's not the shape, the shape of my heart {​​Harmonica Solo}​​ [Verse 4] And if I told you that I loved you You'd maybe think there's something wrong I'm not a man of too many faces The mask I wear is one [Verse 5] Those who speak know nothing And find out to their cost Like those who curse their luck in to