Crónicas, son las pequeñas cosas de la vida. Poesía o algo así... son imágenes que creé. La lúdica, porque a quién no le gusta jugar de vez en cuando. Pequeñas narrativas son historias... o fragmento de historias, porque se trata de construir. Y, por último, Mis citas preferidas, un viaje por mis lecturas que, espero, quieran compartir.

domingo, 1 de junio de 2008

The Music Of The Night - The Phantom Of The Ophera, Andrew Loyd Weber

"Nighttime sharpens, heightens each sensation
Darkness stirs and wakes imagination
Silently the senses abandon their defenses

Slowly, gently, night unfurls its splendour
Grasp it, sense it, tremulous and tender
Turn your face away from the garish light of day
Turn your thoughts away from cold, unfeeling light
And listen to the music of the night

Close you eyes and surrender to your darkest dreams
purge your thoughts of the life you knew before
Close your eyes, let your spirit start to soar
And you'll live as you've never lived before"

"Let your fantasies unwind
In this darkness which you know you cannot fight
The darkness of the music of the night
Let your mind start a journey through a strange, new world
Leave all thoughts of the life you knew before
Let your soul take you where you long to be!
Only then can you belong to me"


"Let the dream begin,
Let your darkest side give in,
To the power of the musice that I write...
The power of the music of the night"

"You alone can make my song take flight
Help me make the music of the night"

1 comentario:

Hernán dijo...

Aguante Moulin Rouge! Tu primer comentario. Te espero por el mio, pegate una vuelta de tanto en tanto, un abrazo!