I Have Love for New York

G, B and A, we have a new date.

PD: Thanks to die_ego

Paris, yo también te amo

Me enamoré el fin de semana, me enamoré de una película, de una ciudad, de un proyecto. Intenté escribir algo para hacerles sentir lo mismo que yo, pero no pude.

Decidí que era mejor que lo vieran por ustedes mismos.

Gaspard:

"Haven't we met? I'm sure I know you. Where do you live? I'm in the 17th. Maybe I've seen you around. You don't talk much. I'm not sure, but... I feel like I've seen you before. You look like a mystical guy. Really, you have a very special aura. You believe in spirits? I'm way into that stuff. Maybe we met in a past lifetime.

It's amazing. As soon as I saw you, I needed to talk. It's like... I don't know. A strong, weird feeling. I thought, if I don't talk to you before I go, I'd be missing out on... something... important. Beautiful. You work in a beautiful place. I didn't want to miss the chance to talk to you. It's dumb, but... Never mind. May I?

You believe in soul mates? Finding your other half? You like jazz? Charlie Parker... and Kurt Cobain. I love him! Whatever. Here's my number. I'd really like to talk with you, if you call me, more seriously and... for longer, especially. "

Thomas:

"And you were accepted, of course. You moved from Boston to Paris into a little apartment on the rue du Faubourg-Saint-Denis. I shoed you our neighborhood, my bars, my school. I introduced you to my friends, my parents. I listened to your texts, your singing, your hopes, your desires, your music. You listened to mine. My Italian, my German, a bit of Russian. I gave you a walkman. You gave me a pillow. And one day, you kissed me. Time went by, time flew and everything seemed so easy, so simple, so free, so new, so unique. We went to the movies, we went dancing, we went shopping, we laughed, you cried, we swam, we smoked, we shaved, sometimes for no reason, or for a reason. Yes, sometimes for a reason. I brought you to the academy, I studied for my exams, I listened to your singing, to your hopes, your desires, your music. You listened to mine. We were close, so close, ever so close. We went to the movies, we swam, we laughed. You screamed, sometimes for a reason and sometimes without. Time went by, time flew. I brought you to the academy, I studied for my exams. You listened to my Italian, German, Russian, French. I studied for my exams. You screamed, sometimes for a reason. Time went by for no reason. You screamed for no reason. I studied for my exams, my exams, my exams. Time went by, you screamed, you screamed, you screamed. I went to the movies."

Carol:

"Sitting there, alone in a foreign country, far from my job and everyone I know, a feeling came over me. It was like remembering something I'd never known before or had always been waiting for, but I didn't know what. Maybe it was something I'd forgotten or something I've been missing all my life. All I can say is that I felt, at the same time, joy and sadness. But not too much sadness, because I felt alive. Yes, alive. That was the moment I fell in love with Paris. And I felt Paris fall in love with me. "

PD: this one goes out to A, G and B! Lovers of... love.

Think less but see it grow!

I'm in love with this band!
Este es el último sencillo "Lisztomania" de su próximo albúm "Wolfgang Amadeus Phoenix".

Diálogo

Mejor lo dejamos así.
No te haré decir,
lo que no quieres.
Si las palabras no se abren paso,
no las dejes salir.
Son insuficientes si las arrastras.
Si es algo más lo que las escribe,
quizás sean inadecuadas y sin justificación,
pero me harán entenderte.
Acordamos no hablar de sueños.
Llevo días huyéndoles, huyéndote.
Van muchos días sin marcar tus lineas.
Hoy sucumbí a tu uso y a tu encanto una vez más.
Ahora me doy cuenta,
hice caso a tu consejo,
y no hice sólo por hacer, no escribí sólo por escribir.
Hoy, la tinta me hizo feliz.
Hoy me hizo ver,
que no somos más que un reflejo,
que al fin vuelvo a disfrutar.