Ya es fin de semana,así que algo de musiquita no está de más:

Voltaire - Feathery Wings (4.7 MB)

Y'know da drill:archivo alojado en Fileden y disponible por 30 días a menos que se gaste primero el bandwith.

Alguien alguna vez me dijo que tengo complejo de angel de la guarda...nunca supe si me estaba halagando o insultando con ello,o si sólo me echando coto por aquello de llamarme igual que uno de los 4 arcángeles de la muerte (yjinete del apocalipsis en algunas versiones).Pocos días después,escuché por 1ª vez esta rola de Voltaire,y me sentí más que identificado —ésto,por supuesto,independientemente de que el maese Aurelio Voltaire ha sido uno de mis ejemplos a imitar.Bueh,el caso es que desde entonces,esta rola me ha ayudado ocasionalmente a conservar la perspectiva (por no decir que la cordura) en la cosa que llevo por vida cotidiana.Eso,y que si hay un superpoder que desde chiquito y malcriado siempre me habría gustado tener,es la capacidad de volar,y esta rola expone bien cuál exactamente es la finalidad y simbolismo de ese gusto.

Y acó va la letra pues:

You, there on the bridge
Where have you been, what’s your name?
And you, there you on the wall
Where will you go to once you fall?
You, lost at sea
Do you need me, do you need directions?
Hey, put down the gun
What are you thinking?
You were someone's son

The taste of tears
The sting of pain
The smell of fear
The sounds of crying

A long, long time ago I fell to this place
From another dimension
And thrust amongst the beasts
And the way they behave borders on dementia
Now through all these years
I can barely take it
I don't think I can make it
Take me away from here
I want to go home
I'm so sick and tired of

The taste of tears
The sting of pain
The smell of fear
The sounds of crying
As you're standing at the edge of your life
What do you remember?
Was it all you wanted?

I'm trying to earn a set of feathery wings
I wish I could protect you here
Oh, please don't cry
Now smile as you're standing
At the edge of your life
Your troubles are over
Mine are just beginning
I'm trying to earn a set of feathery wings
To take me away from here
It’s me you leave behind

If only I could have been there
I'd be a hand for the sinking
If only I could have been there
I'd be a prayer for the dying
See the pain etched in my face
Oh, I'm so sick and tired of

The taste of tears
The sting of pain
The smell of fear
The sounds of crying
As you're standing at the edge of your life
What do you remember?
Was it all you wanted?

I'm trying to earn a set of feathery wings
I wish I could protect you here
Oh, please don't cry
Now smile as you're standing
At the edge of your life
Your troubles are over
Mine are just beginning

I'm trying to earn a set of feathery wings
To take me away from here
It’s me you leave
You're gone from here
Don't leave from here
Don't leave me here
I hate it here
You're gone from here
Don't leave me here
I need you here
I need to see you smile

BONUS TRACK:
Nomás pa' que no digan que nomás me pongo chipil y sombrío,va algo más bailable y chacotero:
Man Or Astroman? - Man Made Of CO2 (2.2 MB)