Half Sick Of Shadows

Ok...ya volví. y quiero dedicar esta entry que nadie leerá a una de mis canciones favoritas; que aparte me acompañó de manera muy especial durante mi viaje.

La canción es Shalott, de Emilie Autumn
Bueno, pues la canción esta inspirada en una pintura/cuento creado por John William Waterhouse por ahi del año 1888. La historia consta de varias partes, cada una con su respectiva pintura. aqui esta mi favorita:
[Shalott - Half Sick of Shadows]
La canción es lo que mas me gusta de todo esto, la primera vez que la escuche, a llorar como ardilla, cada que la escucho se me enchina la piel y...ahhh...la adoro.

Aqui les dejo la letra:

She's locked up with a spinning wheel
She can't recall what it was like to feel
She says, "This room's gonna be my grave
And there's no one who can save me,"
She sits down to her colored thread
She knows lovers waking up in their beds
She says, "How long can I live this way
Is there no one I can pay to let me go
'Cause I'm half sick of shadows
I wanna see the sky
Everyone else can watch as the sun goes down
So why can't I

And it's raining
And the stars are falling from the sky
And the wind
And the wind I know it's cold
I've been waiting
For the day I will surely die
And it's here
And it's here for I've been told
That I'll die before I'm old
And the wind I know it's cold..."

She looks up to the mirrored glass
She sees a horse and rider pass
She says, "This man's gonna be my death
'Cause he's all I ever wanted in my life
And I know he doesn't know my name
And that all the girls are all the same to him
But still I've got to get out of this place
'Cause I don't think I can face another night
Where I'm half sick of shadows
And I can't see the sky
Everyone else can watch as the tide comes in
So why can't I

And it's raining
And the stars are falling from the sky
And the wind
And the wind I know it's cold
I've been waiting
For the day I will surely die
And it's here
And it's here for I've been told
That I'll die before I'm old
And the wind I know it's cold..."

But there's willow trees
And little breezes, waves, and walls, and flowers
And there's moonlight every single night
As I'm locked in these towers
So I'll meet my death
But with my last breath I'll sing to him I love
And he'll see my face in another place,"
And with that the glass above

Her cracked into a million bits
And she cried out, "So the story fits
But then I could have guessed it all along
'Cause now some drama queen is gonna write a song for me,"
She went down to her little boat
And she broke the chains and began to float away
And as the blood froze in her veins she said,
"Well then that explains a thing or two
'Cause I know I'm the cursed one
I know I'm meant to die
Everyone else can watch as their dreams untie
So why can't I

And it's raining
And the stars are falling from the sky
And the wind
And the wind I know it's cold
I've been waiting
For the day I will surely die
And it's here
And it's here for I've been told
That I'll die before I'm old
And the wind I know it's cold..."

Siento un poco de pena por los que no saben ingles...

bueno...eso es todo, se que nadie lo leerá, la verdad no me interesa mucho ;__;

ah, si. la cancion:


Pueden leer el articulo completo en wikipedia... ... ...ches huevones, aqui el link pues ¬¬.

ah, y porsupuesto, el disco entero esta disponible para bajar en mi otro blog:
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Bueno, ahora necesito un abrazo...

*Explota por sensible*

|So why can't I!?|


Ahora suena: Emilie Autumn - Shalott [mas que obvio, no?]