I leave you the best phrases of La Vela Puerca, a Uruguayan rock band founded in 1995. They are responsible for hits like Zafar, The Cloud, Átala, Velamen, Para no verme más or Va a escampar.
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By Bicentenario Uruguay (200 years after the Battle of Las Piedras), via Wikimedia Commons -And now you decide, that you walk happy, and you don't believe even the pain! You say that you get overwhelmed, and you will no longer shoot, neutral from all heat. -Neutral.
-So ramshackle, you give me, I give you, we give who. If it is not for bad, it will be for good. "With a lantern."
- Sticks fly through the sky, and good people on the ground, terrified by fear, are losing their hearts. - Sticks fly.
-We live to die. Tie her up, don't let her go, don't let her go, now it's time to continue. Tomorrow is no reason, for every minute you enjoy today, that nobody knows this script. - Tie her up.
-And thus living the courage to feel, life kills from beginning to end. Heartbreak, there is no joy without pain, and the best is still missing. –And so live.
-I am looking for me, inside me, where I hide. I want to learn from this scar, and I go back to zero as an apprentice. -Apprentice.
-There is no doubt and they understood. Broken glasses on the floor. Today death will come. And the newspaper will come out saying the horror that has happened. And that the poison was like that, slow, soft, lethal. -A jar.
-It's going to be known, that you're looking at death! (and thus live, in karma and dependent..). Stagger, it's all agony, and so admit, it's not mine. - Quiet today.
-It is something normally abnormal, and that here nobody wants to understand. I just ask not to cry anymore, and I don't even want to understand that. –Brooms.
-He hurts himself thinking that he already escaped from that, that he will never return, that it was all a mistake. And longing to escape, he places his destruction on a cruel table that outlines surrender. –Your ration.
- Longing when shots sound, enduring all lucidity. Rolling over in its spinning state, feeding itself. - It goes away.
-My voice gave me away, almost, almost, without meaning to. I thought to say no, but I let myself believe. -The moon of Neuquén.
-Another beer please, which I have been celebrating, To the buccaneer and love, which is waiting for me. -Sail.
-I am looking for refuge, in the hands of a wall that does not even listen to me and I, pretending my fight deceiving myself again. -To not see me anymore.
-Who is going to demand? That they don't exist anymore? If the business is clear and there is no going back. Where is Miguel? Who took Juan? They do not forgive if in their eyes you cross. -Double edge.
-If you don't lose your head, you can't dream. If you don't spit out your dementia, you can't come down. If he cannot find a way, he will destroy himself. If it doesn't go on your hanger you want to die. -He says.
He thoughtfully dedicated himself to dreaming, to remembering who he was, to defying a brutal future, with one hand in front and the other behind. -Bacchus.
-There is nothing more natural, than sometimes not understanding anything, not a second later, letting them cuddle and comfort in your gaze. "South of sunset."
-It is very difficult to release without first grabbing, and that does not make you special. What are you going to give if it doesn't occur to you to get up, it will be to break or shut up. -Contradict.
-A brave of the heart, gave it to you to build. And happy he left, not knowing how to go. - Hand in hand.
-Don't get burned, I'm screaming a bit, and I don't want to lose my reputation. You already know I have a reputation for being crazy, and in this neighborhood they sing another song. –Common crab.
-They say they are real, and they are pure disease. You will be able to think who you are that you did. - Posing as light.
-And life lies beside me, and with it I begin to die. And now I dream and I am moving away from all the things that I knew how to suffer and feel. Me and my garden. Me and your garden. -In limbo.
-The theory turns into confusion, and I always, was always what I was. You know, don't waste time, you can continue. -The theory.
-He left a militant in a riot, he thought that being a hero was like that. He fought tooth and nail and heart, but could never get out. -Prophet.
-He has everything, what you need today, and infants break their souls for more. He captivates you, showing his god, who is not yours, but plays for both. -Mr.
-Then we fight without fighting, we win without winning. We lost without losing, and now the truth remains, that I am no longer, if she does not want to be, or to return. "I know where I want to go."
-What I understand is that my song no longer wants to heal me. Could it be that some people like her and she won't let me in? Someone invited me to live, but I still felt alone. -Heal.
-I will not imagine the pain in others, I buy air, and if it is pure, I pay much more. I will not tolerate that they no longer have faith, that they lower their arms, that there is no lucidity. –Zafar.
-Vamo´ to fight brother of poverty, that capital does not go to your head. Like the rivers that flow down the mountains, I will go down with my hands full of stones. –Mother resistance.
-The twilight of my day, the reason for my joy. You are the honey of my existence, Who is armed with patience. Feed my dementia, In the end, you know, you're almost everything. -Most.
-You know what they want, they are going to sow it. The roots joined in the storm, they grew from below, they no longer wait. The day is today, the harvest has arrived. -Black and red.
-I refuse to die on the road, or work for the police. Neither walking story nor trance walk, to be able to fill my belly. -Stop today.
-A cloud wants to escape from its leaded sky. And the flowers want to dance, on a wet floor. Today the sun wants to illuminate this world in darkness. And now a thunder will be heard, is that he lost patience. "Of course."
-Think with your head down, from when it was a deck. Super mouth of my neighborhood and more, and now not a poor man's obsession. He has mines, he has copper, and he never wants to talk to me anymore. -Pedro.
-I am afraid of being forgotten, and anxiety kills me. In that time away, live what is not given. -Speechless.
-Junta his plague the very unfortunate, I feel like it and I give it up for shameless And I am going to repeat: shut up please. –Early broth.
-The fear that tormented, left without warning. And time to lose, I have no more. Opening the window, I always breathe again. Today I'm going to breathe. –Without warning.
-You see? How lost I am if you are not with me. Later, how am I going to cry, when oblivion enters. And I don't know, but something changed when I was cold. Perhaps, it was a drop of love that polished destiny. -You see?
-I throw myself to the ground and I don't want to stop. And if I stop, it will be to take off. I leave the house I think I'm going to explode. It leaves me on the fly and I want to escape. -To tie.
-But there is something and it worries me, it is your metal eyes. They don't cry and they don't shine, and I miss their delicacy.
-That with animal instinct you know, there are many beasts to tame. That is why they die standing up. A wind throws his pedestal, where he knew how to quench his thirst. So much insubordination will not hold. –Full of magic.
-Today assumes what comes, be it for good or all bad. And even if she loses what she has, she will bite to hold on. -It's going to escape.
-To the pain of staying alive, which is the good thing about pain, and also to the pleasure of winning and losing when everything seems screwed up, is when you have to put it. –Jose knew.
-Only once, could he resist wanting to exist, he managed to make fun of common sense, and of the things that do not know how to die. -Fragile.
-My song is always the same, walking on the temple. Discuss what is unfair, destroy, then be born. "On the temple."
-It is of no use to me, the apathy that I begin to drag. It's a laugh, from my devil wanting to shine. "My devil."
-There is no way back. I know that today you are going to try to leave your apprehension here. Destroy, what can paralyze you, leave it out. -Rematch.
-You only care about what you want to see, your world is reduced to what you play and do not see, that this fucked up world already has pus coming out of it, and you are scrubbed inside and outside of it. -Bubbles.
-The world turns without compassion, an earthquake and an explosion. I'm dying. How hard I know who I am, between the cloud of illusion. I do not see. -Cloud.
-Old divine, where are you going? I know very well that you don't want to look back. Bitter end today only a skinny dog remains, and the bottom of a wine to warm up. -The old.
-What I think of his voice, of his misery, of his atrocious world. In the hope that it no longer exists, and that it leaves the others alone. -Think.
-I'm going to change the recipe this time, and I'm going to change the mood, that the night is moving away but there is no sun. I look askance at the leaves I can already see, and the flowers that you are going to give, and I am happy, I will have to smoke. –My seed.
-I started to look, I came to understand that everything until today was the best thing I tried. Carve, sew, the fabric that in the end, is what one is. -Song for one.