miércoles, 31 de agosto de 2011
martes, 30 de agosto de 2011
sábado, 27 de agosto de 2011
viernes, 26 de agosto de 2011
The Way You Look Tonight
Some day, when I´m awfully low
When the world is cold
I will feel a glow just thinking of you
And the way you look tonight
You´re lovely, with your smile so warm
And your cheeks so soft
There is nothing for me but to love you
And the way you look tonight
With each word your tenderness grows
Tearing my fears apart
And that laugh that wrinkles your nose
It touches my foolish heart
Lovely, never ever change
Keep that breathless charm
Won´t you please arrange it?
´Cause I love you
Just the way you look tonight
With each word your tenderness grows
Tearing my fears apart
And that laugh that wrinkles your nose
It touches my foolish heart
Lovely, don´t you ever change
Keep that breathless charm
Won´t you please arrange it?
´Cause I love you
Just the way you look tonight.
When the world is cold
I will feel a glow just thinking of you
And the way you look tonight
You´re lovely, with your smile so warm
And your cheeks so soft
There is nothing for me but to love you
And the way you look tonight
With each word your tenderness grows
Tearing my fears apart
And that laugh that wrinkles your nose
It touches my foolish heart
Lovely, never ever change
Keep that breathless charm
Won´t you please arrange it?
´Cause I love you
Just the way you look tonight
With each word your tenderness grows
Tearing my fears apart
And that laugh that wrinkles your nose
It touches my foolish heart
Lovely, don´t you ever change
Keep that breathless charm
Won´t you please arrange it?
´Cause I love you
Just the way you look tonight.
TO SOMEONE VERY SPECIAL IN MY PAST...
I MET THIS GUY....I FELL FOR HIM FROM THE VERY FIRST DAY... DUE TO MY PAST HE HAD TO GO AWAY FROM ME, BECAUSE HE DID NOT WANT ME, THEN AGAIN I NEVER COULD GET HIM OFF MY MIND, HE WAS ALWAYS ON MY MIND, I KEPT GOING BACK TO HIM, BECAUSE HE WAS ALWAYS ON MY MIND... JUST AS THIS SONG SAYS... AND I NEVER COULD GO AWAY FROM HIM, I REALIZED WHAT HE GAVE ME WAS ALL WHAT I EVER WANTED IN LIFE, SO FINALLY NOW I WITH HIM FOR GOOD, BECAUSE HE WILL ALWAYS BE ON MY MIND..TILL I DIE... XXX
TO SOMEONE VERY SPECIAL IN MY PAST... I LOVE YOU... ALWAYS (SIEMPRE)
TO SOMEONE VERY SPECIAL IN MY PAST... I LOVE YOU... ALWAYS (SIEMPRE)
miércoles, 24 de agosto de 2011
lunes, 22 de agosto de 2011
domingo, 21 de agosto de 2011
"Set Fire To The Rain"
I let it fall, my heart,
And as it fell, you rose to claim it
It was dark and I was over
Until you kissed my lips and you saved me
My hands, they're strong
But my knees were far too weak
To stand in your arms
Without falling to your feet
But there's a side to you
That I never knew, never knew.
All the things you'd say
They were never true, never true,
And the games you play
You would always win, always win.
[Chorus:]
But I set fire to the rain,
Watched it pour as I touched your face,
Well, it burned while I cried
'Cause I heard it screaming out your name, your name!
When I lay with you
I could stay there
Close my eyes
Feel you're here forever
You and me together
Nothing gets better
'Cause there's a side to you
That I never knew, never knew,
All the things you'd say,
They were never true, never true,
And the games you play
You would always win, always win.
[Chorus:]
But I set fire to the rain,
Watched it pour as I touched your face,
Well, it burned while I cried
'Cause I heard it screaming out your name, your name!
I set fire to the rain
And I threw us into the flames
Well, it felt something died
'Cause I knew that that was the last time, the last time!
Sometimes I wake up by the door,
That heart you caught, must be waiting for you
Even now when we're already over
I can't help myself from looking for you.
[Chorus:]
I set fire to the rain,
Watch it pour as I touch your face,
Well, it burned while I cried
'Cause I heard it screaming out your name, your name
I set fire to the rain,
And I threw us into the flames
Well, it felt something died
'Cause I knew that that was the last time
The last time, oh, oh!
Let it burn
Let it burn
Let it burn
Gay Party
Wild Wild Gay Party
My name is R.R.C. . I was born and raised in a small town in Madrid, Spain. I went to Madrid , The Complutense University of Architecture to study architecture many years ago. I am gay and I am a player, not a lover. One night stand is my thing until I met D...., the European ..............
OMG! It was the most talk about Jewelry Launch at 1999……..
In the end, we ended up with a few sexy handsome gay models in our bed room and the first Man Diamond Ring on my finger………..
"OH MY GOD? IS D..... ASKING ME TO MARRY HIM? "
The next day, D..... took me to the the Rainbow Room on the sixty-fifth floor of one building in Rockefeller Center. After a wonderful dinner, he asked if I would like to dance with him at the revolving dance floor……….
The live big band orchestra was playing my love song Eternity by Robbie Williams…….
D...... whispered in my ear softly with the warm breath after drinking the expensive champagne all night long, " Honey, I love you and will you be my partner for life, so we can explore this gay world with a big bang? "
My answer for that lovely proposal……..
"Love you and all the pretty gay guys around the world! "
From one night stand to a perfect love connection
From three's company to some wild wild gay party……………………………
We found love, happiness and some special privilege for gay lovers……
WE CAN DATE ANY HANDSOME GUYS AROUND THE WORLD BUT WE CAN STILL GO TO OUR KING SIZE BED WITH OUR SEXY GAY PARTNER!
I AM GAY AND I AM PROUD OF IT!
sábado, 20 de agosto de 2011
jueves, 18 de agosto de 2011
A Love of My Own
A Love Of My Own
I would rather have someone to love me,
A spirit my heart could embrace
Than to have all the gold in the mountains;
Such treasures cannot take the place
Of a love which would always be faithful,
A someone who really would care,
Who'd be part of my joys and my sorrows,
My secrets and struggles to share.
A spirit my heart could embrace
Than to have all the gold in the mountains;
Such treasures cannot take the place
Of a love which would always be faithful,
A someone who really would care,
Who'd be part of my joys and my sorrows,
My secrets and struggles to share.
I wish I had someone to love me,
A heart to whom love I could give,
For then I would welcome tomorrow
As love offers reason to live.
I need to have someone to love me,
A someone whom I could love, too.
Out of all of the world's lonely people,
Could my special someone - be you?
A heart to whom love I could give,
For then I would welcome tomorrow
As love offers reason to live.
I need to have someone to love me,
A someone whom I could love, too.
Out of all of the world's lonely people,
Could my special someone - be you?
♥ ♥ ♥
Give Me Your Kiss
Give Me Your Kiss
Give me your kiss
make it deep and fast
I need it right now
and please make it last
♥
I can feel your hands on me
I feel your touch
forgive me for needing
and wanting so much
♥
My tongue wants to taste you
so bad, that I can't think
I'd savor your flavor
like the wine that I drink
♥
It pains me to know
that you are away
I yearn to see you
every single day.
I love You !
make it deep and fast
I need it right now
and please make it last
♥
I can feel your hands on me
I feel your touch
forgive me for needing
and wanting so much
♥
My tongue wants to taste you
so bad, that I can't think
I'd savor your flavor
like the wine that I drink
♥
It pains me to know
that you are away
I yearn to see you
every single day.
I love You !
you and me !
Saturday, August 13, 2011
I am here on my own
waiting for you to come
I want to be your everything
thinking of all we can do
this and so much more
constantly on my mind.
I want you in my bed
You..
the one in my eyes..
the one in my heart..
All I want
is to see you smiling
all I want
is you to be mine
I love you moro mou
you are all I have ever wanted...
just you and me !
waiting for you to come
I want to be your everything
thinking of all we can do
this and so much more
constantly on my mind.
I want you in my bed
You..
the one in my eyes..
the one in my heart..
All I want
is to see you smiling
all I want
is you to be mine
I love you moro mou
you are all I have ever wanted...
just you and me !
CONTRATO MATRIMONIO GAY
Transcripcion de un contrato entre dos hombres suscrito en el año 1031 (Por la Iglesia)
"Nosotros, Pedro Didaz y Munio Vandiles, pactamos y acordamos mutuamente acerca de la casa y la iglesia de Santa María de Ordines, que poseemos en conjunto y en la que compartimos labor; nos encargamos de las visitas, de proveer a su cuidado, de decorar y gobernar sus instalaciones, plantar y edificar. E igualmente compartimos el trabajo del jardín, y de alimentarnos, vestirnos y sostenernos a nosotros mismos. Y acordamos que ninguno de nosotros de nada a nadie sin el consentimiento del otro, en honor de nuestra amistad, y que dividiremos por partes iguales el trabajo de la casa y encomendaremos el trabajo por igual y sostendremos a nuestros trabajadores por igual y con dignidad. Y continuaremos siendo buenos amigos con fe y sinceridad, y con otras personas continuaremos siendo por igual amigos y enemigos todos los días y todas las noches, para siempre. Y si Pedro muere antes que Munio, dejará a Munio la propiedad y los documentos. Y si Munio muere antes que Pedro le dejará la casa y los documentos".
"Nosotros, Pedro Didaz y Munio Vandiles, pactamos y acordamos mutuamente acerca de la casa y la iglesia de Santa María de Ordines, que poseemos en conjunto y en la que compartimos labor; nos encargamos de las visitas, de proveer a su cuidado, de decorar y gobernar sus instalaciones, plantar y edificar. E igualmente compartimos el trabajo del jardín, y de alimentarnos, vestirnos y sostenernos a nosotros mismos. Y acordamos que ninguno de nosotros de nada a nadie sin el consentimiento del otro, en honor de nuestra amistad, y que dividiremos por partes iguales el trabajo de la casa y encomendaremos el trabajo por igual y sostendremos a nuestros trabajadores por igual y con dignidad. Y continuaremos siendo buenos amigos con fe y sinceridad, y con otras personas continuaremos siendo por igual amigos y enemigos todos los días y todas las noches, para siempre. Y si Pedro muere antes que Munio, dejará a Munio la propiedad y los documentos. Y si Munio muere antes que Pedro le dejará la casa y los documentos".
miércoles, 17 de agosto de 2011
FEDERICO GARCÍA LORCA
RECUERDO DE FEDERICO GARCÍA LORCA, 75 AÑOS DESPUES.
Estos días se cumple el 75 aniversario del vil asesinato de Federico García Lorca, aun en paradero desconocido. Todavía debemos soportar el negacionismo hacia él de cierto sector de la prensa hispana, o peor aun la inmunda basura que cada año por estas fechas le lanza cierto canal fascistoide. Han pasado los años, pero aun nos falta mucho por conocer.
En periódicos como el ABC o la Razón raramente se cita su homosexualidad, cómo si este hecho fuera ajeno a su poesía. Incluso cuando citan los "Sonetos de Amor Oscuro" suelen insinuar que van dirigidos a una mujer, el mismo Vicente Aleixandre se sorprendía en 1983 sobre cómo se evitaba este término, pues para él "había que aceptar en Lorca al hombre entero", y planteaba que "no se puede comprender su obra sin tener en cuenta su homosexualidad".
Posiblemente la causa no esté tan sólo en la latente homofobia de la prensa, está también en la actitud negacionista de la propia familia, que quiso evitar la palabra "oscuro" junto a los sonetos de amor. Aun disponen de datos y tal vez poemas del malogrado poeta. Incomodarse con ellos puede seignificar que el acceso a la Fundación se cierre.
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| Emilio Aladrén y Federico. |
Cuando en 1935 escribió los sonetos, mantenía una tormentosa relación con Rafael Rodríguez Rapún. Atrás quedó la apasionada relación con el escultor Emilio Aladrén. Apuesto, atleta y socialista el chico de las tres erres se dejó querer por el poeta, pero para desgracia de Federico, tenía que compartir a Rafael con un número importante de mujeres.
tigre y paloma, sobre tu cintura
en duelo de mordiscos y azucenas.
A pesar de ello la relación entre ambos no sucumbió jamás. Cuando Rafael Rodríguez Rapún se enteró de que Federico había sido ejecutado en su propia tierra natal de Granada, se enroló en el Ejército Republicano,para combatir al fascismo. Murió en combate exactamente un año después que García Lorca –el 18 de agosto de 1937– en el hospital de Santander, por las heridas recibidas bajo la ráfaga de una metralla de los aviones enemigos, de la que no intentó guarecerse, como sí hicieron sus compañeros. Sólo tenía veinticinco años.
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| Dalí, García Lorca y Rodríguez Rapún. |
“Tú nunca entenderás lo que te quiero
porque duermes en mí y estás dormido.
Yo te oculto llorando, perseguido
por una voz de penetrante acero”
porque duermes en mí y estás dormido.
Yo te oculto llorando, perseguido
por una voz de penetrante acero”
Así califica Vicente Aleixandre a los "Los Sonetos de Amor Oscuro":
“Prodigio de pasión, de entusiasmo, de felicidad, de tormento, puro y ardiente monumento al amor, en que la primera materia es ya la carne, el corazón, el alma del poeta en trance de destrucción.”
Amor de mis entrañas, viva muerte
En vano espero tu palabra escrita
Y pienso, con la flor que se marchita,
Que si vivo sin mi quiero perderte.
El aire es inmortal. La piedra inerte.
Ni conoce la sombra ni la evita.
Corazón interior no necesita
La miel helada que la luna vierte.
Pero yo te sufrí. Rasgué mis venas
Tigre y paloma sobre tu cintura
En duelo de mordiscos y azucenas.
Llena pues de palabras mi locura,
O déjame vivir en mi serena
Noche del alma para siempre oscura.
Quiero llorar mi pena y te lo digo
para que tu me quieras y me llores
en un anochecer de ruiseñores
con un puñal, con besos y contigo.
Quiero matar al único testigo
para el asesinato de mis flores
y convertir mi llanto y mis sudores
en eterno montón de duro trigo.
Que no se acabe nunca la madeja
del te quiero me quieres, siempre ardida
con decrépito sol y luna vieja.
Que lo que no me des y no te pida
será para la muerte, que no deja
ni sombra por la carne estremecida.
El 13 de julio sale de Madrid hacia Granada, creia que alli estaria seguro. El 18 de julio estalla el Golpe militar contra el Gobierno de la República. El 16 de agosto: es detenido, tres días después el 19 de agosto: Federico García Lorca es asesinado en Víznar(Granada), su cuerpo aun no se ha podido localizar.
Sólo tu corazón caliente,
Y nada más.
Mi paraíso, un campo
Sin ruiseñor
Ni liras,
Con un río discreto
Y una fuentecilla.
Sin la espuela del viento
Sobre la fronda,
Ni la estrella que quiere
Ser hoja.
Una enorme luz
Que fuera
Luciérnaga
De otra,
En un campo de
Miradas rotas.
Un reposo claro
Y allí nuestros besos,
Lunares sonoros
Del eco,
Se abrirían muy lejos.
Y tu corazón caliente,
Nada más.
Y nada más.
Mi paraíso, un campo
Sin ruiseñor
Ni liras,
Con un río discreto
Y una fuentecilla.
Sin la espuela del viento
Sobre la fronda,
Ni la estrella que quiere
Ser hoja.
Una enorme luz
Que fuera
Luciérnaga
De otra,
En un campo de
Miradas rotas.
Un reposo claro
Y allí nuestros besos,
Lunares sonoros
Del eco,
Se abrirían muy lejos.
Y tu corazón caliente,
Nada más.
jueves, 11 de agosto de 2011
Para alguien muy especial en mi vida...!!!
Some day he'll come along,
The man I love;
And he'll be big and strong,
The man I love;
And when he comes my way,
I'll do my best to make him stay.
He'll look at me and smile--
I'll understand;
And in a little while
He'll take my hand;
And though it seems absurd,
I know we both won't say a word
Happy Valentine's day to all of you...
The man I love;
And he'll be big and strong,
The man I love;
And when he comes my way,
I'll do my best to make him stay.
He'll look at me and smile--
I'll understand;
And in a little while
He'll take my hand;
And though it seems absurd,
I know we both won't say a word
Happy Valentine's day to all of you...
I Will Survive
First I was afraid
I was petrified
Kept thinking I could never live
without you by my side
But I spent so many nights
thinking how you did me wrong
I grew strong
I learned how to carry on
and so you're back
from outer space
I just walked in to find you here
with that sad look upon your face
I should have changed my stupid lock
I should have made you leave your key
If I had known for just one second
you'd be back to bother me
Go on now go walk out the door
just turn around now
'cause you're not welcome anymore
weren't you the one who tried to hurt me with goodbye
you think I'd crumble
you think I'd lay down and die
Oh no, not I
I will survive
as long as i know how to love
I know I will stay alive
I've got all my life to live
I've got all my love to give
and I'll survive
I will survive
It took all the strength I had
not to fall apart
kept trying hard to mend
the pieces of my broken heart
and I spent oh so many nights
just feeling sorry for myself
I used to cry
Now I hold my head up high
and you see me
somebody new
I'm not that chained up little person
still in love with you
and so you felt like dropping in
and just expect me to be free
now I'm saving all my loving
for someone who's loving me
I was petrified
Kept thinking I could never live
without you by my side
But I spent so many nights
thinking how you did me wrong
I grew strong
I learned how to carry on
and so you're back
from outer space
I just walked in to find you here
with that sad look upon your face
I should have changed my stupid lock
I should have made you leave your key
If I had known for just one second
you'd be back to bother me
Go on now go walk out the door
just turn around now
'cause you're not welcome anymore
weren't you the one who tried to hurt me with goodbye
you think I'd crumble
you think I'd lay down and die
Oh no, not I
I will survive
as long as i know how to love
I know I will stay alive
I've got all my life to live
I've got all my love to give
and I'll survive
I will survive
It took all the strength I had
not to fall apart
kept trying hard to mend
the pieces of my broken heart
and I spent oh so many nights
just feeling sorry for myself
I used to cry
Now I hold my head up high
and you see me
somebody new
I'm not that chained up little person
still in love with you
and so you felt like dropping in
and just expect me to be free
now I'm saving all my loving
for someone who's loving me
miércoles, 10 de agosto de 2011
martes, 9 de agosto de 2011
Just Friends
When will we get the time to be just friends
It's never safe for us not even in the evening
'cos I've been drinking
Not in the morning where your shit words
It's always dangerous when everybody's sleeping
And I've been thinking
Can we be alone?
Can we be alone?
It's never safe for us not even in the evening
'cos I've been drinking
Not in the morning where your shit words
It's always dangerous when everybody's sleeping
And I've been thinking
Can we be alone?
Can we be alone?
Love Is A Losing Game
For you I was a flame
Love is a losing game
Fire storey fire as you came
Love is a losing game
Why do I wish I never played
Oh what a mess we made
And now the final frame
Love is a losing game
Played out by the band
Love is a losing hand
More than I could stand
Love is a losing hand
Love is a losing game
Fire storey fire as you came
Love is a losing game
Why do I wish I never played
Oh what a mess we made
And now the final frame
Love is a losing game
Played out by the band
Love is a losing hand
More than I could stand
Love is a losing hand
jueves, 4 de agosto de 2011
El dolor. Hasta el final ! ! !
A veces es un dolor punzante, que atraviesa el pecho de parte a parte, del este al oeste. Otras veces es sordo, callado, constante y enloquecedor. El dolor nos transforma. Dejamos de ser quienes somos y barre nuestra historia con escoba de hierro. Lo destroza todo: pasado que se olvida, presente que es todo dolor, y un futuro que nunca llega.
El dolor no tiene fin. Hasta que éste llega. Y es un alivio. Una hermosa tranquilidad. El norte toma su lugar y el sur, detrás, lleno de sol y alegría.
Tengo dolor.
Tengo dolor.
Y recuerdo lo que pude ser y no he sido. Y evoco aquel que fui y se ha perdido.
Nada permanece inalterable. Nada, hasta el final.
Todo se transforma: es energía. Hasta el final.
No siento ni padezco. Estoy suspendido en una burbuja que parece aire. Parece. Pero es muy pesada. Puede que sea de plomo.
Plomo. Plúmbeo. Como mi corazón.
Y duele.
Hasta que pasa. Porque todo pasa. Y estás tú.
Al final estás tú curándome las heridas, calmando el dolor, haciéndome ligero como la espuma.
Eres mi premio, mi meta.
Pero, mientras llegas, debo esperar con dolor y soledad, hasta el final.
Hasta el final: tú.
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