Bernardo

Probablemente no haya en nuestra vida un instante más terrible que aquel en que uno descubre que su padre es un hombre… hecho de carne humana.

El respeto por la verdad es casi el fundamento de toda moral. “Nada puede surgir de la nada”. Esto es un profundo pensamiento si uno concibe hasta qué punto puede ser inestable “la verdad”.

domingo, septiembre 30, 2007

The Count of Monte Cristo - We Were Lovers

Harsh words were said, and lies were told instead.
I didn’t ever mean to make you cry.
But love can make us weak and make us strong.
And before too very long.
I was totally in love with you, I bathed in you,
Lost in you, captivated by you,
Amazed by you, dazed by you.

Nothing can go wrong.
Nothing can go wrong.

So tonight I’ll sing a song to all my friends,
Also to those we won’t be seeing again.
To those I knew and those I still adore,
And I want to see once more...
I just pray that you will love me and trust me,
Laugh with me and cry with me,
Spend those silent times with me.

Love me evermore.
Love me evermore.

You and I were lovers.
Our dreams were not soured by life.
And then my friends betrayal
Meant you never would be my wife.
Harsh words were said, and lies were told instead.
I didn’t ever mean to make you cry.
But love can make us weak and make us strong.
And before too very long,
I was totally in love with you, I bathed in you,
Lost in you, captivated by you,
Amazed by you, dazed by you.

Nothing can go wrong.
Nothing can go wrong.