martes, octubre 11, 2005

Nada que decir, nada que escribir

Cero tema en realidad. Cero foto, cero texto.
Como una snob y como ahora esta de moda hablar no de los grandes temas sino de historias anónimas, tengo fundamento. Además tenía que renovarse esta cuestión que más rancia.
Sólo una apología a uno de mis artistas favoritos.

Space Oddity

(David Bowie)

Ground Control to Major Tom
Ground Control to Major Tom
Take your protein pills and put your helmet on

(ten) Ground Control (nine) to Major Tom (eight) (seven) (six)
Commencing (five) countdown, engines on (four) (three) (two)
Check ignition (one) and may God's love (lift off) be with you

This is Ground Control to Major Tom
You've really made the grade
And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear
Now it's time to leave the capsule if you dare

"This is Major Tom to Ground Control
I'm stepping through the door
And I'm floating in a most a peculiar way
And the stars look very different today

For here
Am I sitting in a tin can
Far above the world
Planet Earth is blue
And there's nothing I can do

Though I'm past one hundred thousand miles
I'm feeling very still
And I think my spaceship knows which way to go
Tell my wife I love her very much she knows"
Ground Control to Major Tom
Your circuit's dead, there's something wrong
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you

"Here am I floating round my tin can
Far above the Moon
Planet Earth is blue
And there's nothing I can do"