martes, 30 de junio de 2009

In the air, over the Thames

Here and there, aquí y allí, and throughout the world, en todo el mundo, inside imagination, profundamente imbuido de imaginación.

jueves, 25 de junio de 2009

High up in the sky

High up in the sky
Over those faces
I do not want to meet,
High in the air, up,
On a plane of sincerity,
High fireworks
From blue to yellow
On a plane of fleet
Solstice.
Suddendly
The rainbow.

martes, 23 de junio de 2009

I am what I am

Gloria Gaynor, I am what I am

I am what I am
I am my own special creation
So come take a look
Give me the hook
Or the ovation
It's my world
That I want to have a little pride
My world
And it's not a place I have to hide in
Life's not worth a dam
Till I can say
I am what I am

I am what I am
I don't want praise I don't want pity
I bang my own drum
Some think it's noise I think it's pretty
And so what if I love each sparkle and each bangle
Why not see things from a different angle
Your life is a shame
Till you can shout out I am what I am


I am what I am
And what I am needs no excuses
I deal my own deck
Sometimes the aces sometimes the deuces
It's one life and there's no return and no deposit
One life so it's time to open up your closet
Life's not worth a dam till you can shout out
I am what I am

I am what I am

I am what I am
And what I am needs no excuses
I deal my own deck sometimes the aces sometimes the deuces
It's one life and there's no return and no deposit
One life so it's time to open up your closet
Life's not worth a dam till you can shout out
I am what I am

I am I am I am good
I am I am I am strong
I am I am I am worthy
I am I am I belong

I am

I am

Who whoooo etc.
I am

I am I am I am useful
I am I am I am true
I am I am somebody
I am as good as you

Yes I am

viernes, 19 de junio de 2009

Going upstairs, Virginia.


'Yes, of course, if it's fine tomorrow,' said Mrs Ramsay. 'But you'll have to be up with the lark,' she added.
To her son these words conveyed an extraordinary joy, as if it were settled the expedition were bound to take place, and the wonder to which he had looked forward, for years and years it seemed, was, after a night's darkness and a day's sail, within touch.
To the lighthouse

Virginia Woolf

martes, 16 de junio de 2009

Bloomsday

Stately, plump Buck Mulligan came from the stair head, bearing a bowl of leather on which a mirror and a razor lay crossed. A yellow dressing gown, ungirlded, was sustained gently behind him on the mild morning air. He held the bowl aloft and intoned:
Introibo ad altare Dei.

Ulysses
James Joyce

Solemne, el gordo Buck Mulligan avanzó desde la salida de la escalera, llevando un cuenco de espuma de jabón, y encima, cruzados, un espejo y una navaja. La suave brisa de la mañana le sostenía levemente en alto, detrás de él, la bata amarilla, desceñida. Elevó en el aire el cuenco y entonó:
Introibo ad altare Dei.

Ulises
James Joyce
(Traducción de José María Valverde)

viernes, 12 de junio de 2009

You can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life

And when you get the chance, you are the dancing queen.

Sólo si las oportunidades son aquellas que pueden responder al esfuerzo personal, al trabajo realizado. Nada de aprovecharse de lo que no se ha trabajado, de las amistades, porque entonces hablamos de egoísmo, hipocresía.

You're in the mood for a dance. You're the dancing queen. Feel the beat from the tambourine.