lunes, 23 de marzo de 2009

bBlank generation (Richard hell and the voidoids)


I was sayin let me out of here before I was

even born--it's such a gamble when you get a face

It's fascinatin to observe what the mirror does

but when I dine it's for the wall that I set a place



I belong to the blank generation and

I can take it or leave it each time

I belong to the ______ generation but

I can take it or leave it each time



Triangles were fallin at the window as the doctor cursed

He was a cartoon long forsaken by the public eye

The nurse adjusted her garters as I breathed my first

The doctor grabbed my throat and yelled, "God's consolation prize!"



I belong to the blank generation and

I can take it or leave it each time

I belong to the ______ generation but

I can take it or leave it each time



To hold the t.v. to my lips, the air so packed with cash

then carry it up flights of stairs and drop it in the vacant lot

To lose my train of thought and fall into your arms' tracks

and watch beneath the eyelids every passing dot



I belong to the blank generation and

I can take it or leave it each time

I belong to the ______ generation but

I can take it or leave it each time



I belong to the blank generation and

I can take it or leave it each time

I belong to the ______ generation but

I can take it or leave it each time top

jueves, 5 de marzo de 2009

Saint Crispin's Day

This day is called the feast of Crispian:
He that outlives this day, and comes safe home,
Will stand a tip-toe when the day is named,
And rouse him at the name of Crispian.


He that shall live this day, and see old age,
Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours,
And say 'To-morrow is Saint Crispian:'

Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars.
And say 'These wounds I had on Crispin's day.'
Old men forget: yet all shall be forgot,
But he'll remember with advantages

What feats he did that day: then shall our names.
Familiar in his mouth as household words
Harry the king, Bedford and Exeter,
Warwick and Talbot, Salisbury and Gloucester,
Be in their flowing cups freshly remember'd.

This story shall the good man teach his son;
And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by,
From this day to the ending of the world,
But we in it shall be remember'd;

We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition:

And gentlemen in England now a-bed
Shall think themselves accursed they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's day.




"Saint Crispin's day" speech from Henry V by shakespeare


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Este es el día de San Crispín.

El que sobreviva a este día

y vuelva sano y salvo a su casa,
se izará sobre las puntas de los pies

cuando se mencione esta fecha,
y se crecerá por encima de sí mismo

al oír el nombre de San Crispín.


El que sobreviva a este día

y llegue a la vejez,
cada año, en la víspera de esta fiesta,

invitará a sus amigos y les dirá:

«Mañana es San Crispín».


Entonces se subirá las mangas, y,

al mostrar sus cicatrices, dirá:

«Recibí estas heridas el día de San Crispín».
Los ancianos olvidan, pero incluso

quien lo haya olvidado
todo recordará aún las proezas
que llevará a cabo hoy.


Y nuestros nombres serán

para todos tan familiares

como los nombres de sus parientes
y serán recordados

con copas rebosantes de vino:
el rey Enrique, Bedford y Exeter,
Warwick y Talbot, Salisbury y Gloucester .


Esta historia la enseñará

un buen hombre a su hijo,
y desde este día

hasta el fin del mundo
la fiesta de San Crispín nunca llegará
sin que a ella vaya asociado

nuestro recuerdo,
el recuerdo de nuestro pequeño ejército,
de nuestro pequeño y feliz ejército,

de nuestra banda de hermanos.


Porque quien vierta hoy su sangre conmigo
será mi hermano; por muy vil que sea,
esta jornada ennoblecerá su condición.


Y los caballeros que permanecen ahora

en el lecho de Inglaterra
se considerarán malditos por no estar aquí,
y será humillada su nobleza

cuando escuchen hablar a uno
de los que haya combatido con nosotros

el día de San Crispín



"El dia de San crispin"


Enrique V


by Shakespeare.