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seÃ±or doctor, seÃ±or doctor... Me pica mucho el mejillÃ³n. - youtube

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Todas las de Radiohead¡¡¡

Esta es una de mis favoritas, es deprimente pero tiene mucho mas que decir

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Slint - Don, Aman

Don stepped outside.
It felt good to be alone.
He wished he was drunk,
Thought about something he said,
And how stupid it had sounded
He knew he should forget about it
And decided to piss, but he couldn't...
(A plane passed silently overhead, the streetlights, and the buds on the trees and the night, were still.)

It finally came, he took a deep breath.
It made him feel strong, and determined,
To go back inside.

The light.
Their backs.
The conversation.
The couples, romancing, so natural.
His friends stare,
With eyes, like the heads of nails.
The others.
Glances.
With amusement,
With evasion,
With contempt.
So distant,
With malice,
For being a sty
In their engagement,
Like swimming underwater in the darkness,
Like walking through an empty house,
Speaking to an imaginary audience,
Being watched from outside, by no-one
(A song without a key)
He could not dance to anything.

Don left,
And drove,
And howled,
And laughed,
At himself.
He felt he knew what that was.

Don woke up,
And looked at the night before.
He knew what he had to do.
He was responsible.
In the mirror,
He saw his friend.

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Me gusta la letra de esta canción. Habla de la incomodidad de sentirte totalmente fuera de juego en una fiesta, y a pesar de ello al día siguiente darte cuenta de que eso no tiene ninguna importancia para ti:

Slint - Don, Aman - YouTube

Slint - Don, Aman

Don stepped outside.
It felt good to be alone.
He wished he was drunk,
Thought about something he said,
And how stupid it had sounded
He knew he should forget about it
And decided to piss, but he couldn't...
(A plane passed silently overhead, the streetlights, and the buds on the trees and the night, were still.)

It finally came, he took a deep breath.
It made him feel strong, and determined,
To go back inside.

The light.
Their backs.
The conversation.
The couples, romancing, so natural.
His friends stare,
With eyes, like the heads of nails.
The others.
Glances.
With amusement,
With evasion,
With contempt.
So distant,
With malice,
For being a sty
In their engagement,
Like swimming underwater in the darkness,
Like walking through an empty house,
Speaking to an imaginary audience,
Being watched from outside, by no-one
(A song without a key)
He could not dance to anything.

Don left,
And drove,
And howled,
And laughed,
At himself.
He felt he knew what that was.

Don woke up,
And looked at the night before.
He knew what he had to do.
He was responsible.
In the mirror,
He saw his friend.

Que grandes Slint!

I feel your blood run cold
And it's a rainy Sunday morning
I count the million miles I'm driftin'
From here, to hell
Today

Behind their windows people stare
Can't recognize the kindness there
Just prayers for drownin' ships at sea
None for me
And you

It'll take a hard rain to wash your taste away
Still I wish there was a reason left to stay

I'm drunk half blind
And it's an ugly Sunday morning
The wind arrives with the clouds refusing to break
Apart, like me
Why if all the world's stopped turnin'
How can all this rain keep fallin'
Washin' me a million miles away
From you

Why if I'm so alone now
Is it getting hard, to say goodbye now
Goodbye now