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Escuchar MÚSICA LLANERA - PATRICIA INFANTE


Letras

Historia Sin Final (Patricia Sosa)

Quien me robo la luz
Quien me dejo sin ver
Toda mi vida esperar por tus ojos
Quien se llevo mi voz
Donde esta mi canción
Es que el sonido, se fue,
Dormido en tus brazos
Solo con la luz del alma
Se puede ver que guarda tu corazón
Y esta sensación no alcanza
No tengo palabras,
Se fueron detrás de tu amor
Quien dijo que el dolor
Muere si no hay razón...
Toda mi vida te la dar sin motivo
Quien me prohibió soñar
Sueños de libertad

Es que la vida destroz nuestra locura
Solo con la luz del alma
Se puede ver que busca tu corazón
Y esta sensación no alcanza
No se que decir, no tengo palabras
Se fueron detrás de tu amor

Quien me obligo a cortar
Mis alas de libertad
Es que la vida,
Se va robando esta historia...
Sin final.

Pincushion (Every Time I Die)

i'm waiting with a frozen pulse.
crawl into an empty womb, don't raise these dead.
they've found their god in soil.
dry scab silhouette's tell the secrets of sewn mouths,
my heart is a sore but even charred faces crack smiles.
mismanufactured.
screaming like some faulty machinery.
the overwhelming inefficiency of infants.
artificer stead me now you've sewn a machine.
you've birthed an abortion.
the corpse of god is love.
i'm rotting, and i'm not yet dead.
i'm the king of worms and i'll have your head.
resurrected roadkill, blueprinted skin.
i swear i've never been here before.
everyone but me looks like they've seen a ghost.
all eyes fall on collapsing statues.
stop pointing. stop laughing.
there's nothing to see here.
everybody try to relax.
everybody please remain calm.
(i'm not supposed to be here anyway)
divinity doesn't show what the stables hold.
the scalpel proves my faith when he spits through his words.
we traitors share our strings.
we're suffocating under makeshift skin.
pull out the thread, sew on a heart, make peace with dirt.

Cassandra Gemini (The Mars Volta)

a. TARANTISM
b. PLANT A NAIL IN THE NAVEL STREAM
c. FAMINEPULSE
d. MULTIPLE SPOUSE WOUNDS
e. SARCOPHAGI

I think I’ve become like one of the others
I think I’ve become like one of the others
I think I’ve become like one of the others
There was a frail syrup dripping off
His lap danced lapel, punctuated by her
Decrepit prowl she washed down the hatching
Gizzard soft as a mane of needles
His orifice icicles hemorrhaged
By combing her torso to a pile
Perspired the trophy shelves made room for his collapse
She was a mink handjob in sarcophagus heels

Bring me to my knees
Read the sharpened lines
All my arms, bled me blind
Faucet leaks in shadows
Spilling from morgue lancet
Caressed your fontanelle
I’ve sworn to kill every last one
Every last one
Panic in the shakes of the wounded
Panic in the worms
Onto the floor
And out of your mouth
Out of your eyelids
No there’s no light, in the darkest
Of your furthest reaches
No there’s no light, in the darkest
Of your furthest reaches
All your dreams, splintered off
Leech by leech on this catafalque
Anyone will tell you, yes anyone
Chance had me setting a trip wire alarm
Your mother flirted with disease
When she skinned that costume by it’s navel strings
Panic in the shakes of the wounded
Panic in the worms, onto the floor
And out of your mouth out of your eyelids
No there’s no light, in the darkest
Of your furthest reaches
No there’s no light, in the darkest
Of your furthest reaches
No there’s no light, in the darkest
Of your furthest reaches
Shock lest s**les free you
Volt face cons
abandon you again
I won’t feel not this time
Brick by brick, the night eclipsed
Pricked by cuticle thorns
Dried the sleep on nursery slits
Into this life I’m born
Heaven’s just a scab away
I’d like to see you after just one taste
Sink your teeth into the flesh of midnight
Night forever more, let them see it has begun
The others I’ve become
If you should see the dice, charmed with
It’s s** choked eyes
You’ll wear the widows weeds
Because they’re just your size
Behind the snail secretion, leaves a dry heave that absorbs
A limbless procreation, let the infant crawled deformed
A bag replaced the breath of these suffocating sheets
And now when the craving calls
I’ll scratch my itchy teeth
Come on and sing it now
Sink your teeth
Into the flesh of midnight, night forever more
Sink your teeth
Into the flesh of midnight, night forever more
She fell for the whispers, sister flooded deaf tears
That night tore a river, in her baron womb mirror
And his multiple sons with their mandible tongues
Set crucified fires to petrified homes…let it burn
And the owls they were watching
And the owls didn’t care
Then the owls came a knocking, placenta in their stares
They will feed on all the carnage, leftover from the flood
And in the corner of their eyes, fled sister L’ Via
Now the pieces went floating, reflecting all at dusk
Conceived from the stabbing, was Vismund Cygnus
Twenty five wives in the lake tonight
Raw bark in the water of the marble shrine
Twenty five snakes pour out your eyes
Yeah the icepicks cumming on the marble shrine
Twenty five snakes are drowning
You can’t bend your crooked arms or fold your punctured proof
The air is growing cold and there’s nothing you can do
Soon there’ll be no gauze, inside the confessional
Only rows of crows, defrocking every breath
And one day you’ll remember
Behind the melting cones, you always had a family
In the burial of your home.
I’ll peel back all of my skin
Peel back and let it all run
Brick by brick, the night eclipsed
Pricked by the cuticle thorns, dried the sleep
On nursery slits into this life I’m born
Havens just a scab away, I’d like to see you
After just one taste
Sink your teeth into the flesh of midnight
Night forever more, let them see it has begun
The others I’ve become
No there’s no light, in the darkest
Of your furthest reaches
No there’s no light, no there’s no time
You ain’t got nothing, your life was just a lie.

When Stormclouds Gather (Faerghail)

Dethrone the castles of fading light
Watch as the flowers wither in the coven of the storms
Let the blackened clouds lead us to another rainy night
Hear me heavens, hear me cry
God of the storms and clouds up high

Flowing crystal streams like fire in my eyes
Enthroned the mighty nature of black whirling winds
Fire in my eyes
Black whirling winds

For beneath you are, we of our infant cries
Grandest are the elder ones, men before our kings
Of our infant cries
Men before our kings

Dethrone the castles…

Bring forth the ancient times of wrath and hate
Chant us these storms for they are our fate
Of wrath and hate
For they are our fate

Under the icy scarlet skies fulfilled are dreams
Through the halls echo the oblivion’s scream
Fulfilled are dreams
The oblivion’s scream

Silent Scream (Children Of Bodom)

Nightmare, the persecution
A child's dream of death.

Torment, ill forgotten
A soul that will never rest.

Guidance, it means nothing
In a world of brutal time.

Electric, circus, wild,
Deep in the infants mind.

Silent Scream
Bury the unwanted child.
Beaten and torn
Sacrifice the unborn.

Shattered, another child
Bearer of no name.

Restrained, insane games
Suffer the children condemned.

Scattered, remnants of life,
Murder a time to die.

Pain, sufferaged toyed,
Life's little fragments destroyed.

Silent Scream
Crucify the bastard son.
Beaten and torn
Sanctify lives of scorn.

Life preordained
Humanity maintained.
Extraction termination
Pain's agonizing stain.

Embryonic death,
Embedded in your brain.
Suffocation, strangulation,
Death is ** you insane.

Nightmare, the persecution
A child's dream of death.

Torment, ill forgotten
A soul that will never rest.
Innocence withdrawn in fear.
Fires burning can you hear
Cries in the night

Der Infant (Die Ärzte)

Als Kind bin ich in die Bruce Lee Filme gerannt und jetzt hab ich das Geld um im Kung Fu Verein zu sein
Als Kind hab ich mir oft die Finger verbrannt
jetzt hab ich das Geld, mich mit Asbest zu bekleid'n
In meinem Flur steht Käpt'n Kirk, gleich neben Monsterfußpantoffeln
unter einem Comicberg, liegt die Formel für Wasserstoff -
Ellenlange Diskussionen - ob denn so Erwachsene wohnen - werden sich bei mir nicht lohnen -
Ich bitt' euch mich zu verschonen
Denn jetzt bin ich endlich gross - und die Hölle bricht los
Gut, daß ich erwachsen bin
Als Kind da wollt ich immer so wie Batman sein
am Tage Playboy und nachts ein Rächer
Jetzt treten mir die Playmatea glatt die Türe ein
mein lieber Freund und Kupferstecher
Ich fahr ein Batmobil
schau nur noch **filme, das tut mir nicht weiter weh
Ich bau ne Bombe und sprenge Kiel
Danach esse ich Fischstäbchen mit Kartoffelpürree
Ja jetzt habe ich gut lachen, kann jetzt all die Sachen machen
all die schönen mannigfachen, ich lass' es jetzt ordentlich krachen
denn jetzt bin ich endlich gross - - und die Hölle bricht los
Gut, daß ich erwachsen bin
Spiel'n Erwachsene Gitarrensolos? Nö
Langeweile liegt mir fern & dafür danke ich dem Herrn
Oh Gott du bist grandios
Ich musste grad' mal 18 werden
Seitdem ist die Hölle los
Gut, daß ich erwachsen bin

Sworn To The Dark (Watain)

Block not my path!
You futile walls of of flesh and blood.
For I have seen your structure clear
And I know where to stab.
Right in the heart.
There shall I place my dagger
Naught shall veil my sight
But the thickness of the mysteries.

So block not my path
Your spells can't fetter me.
Beneath the laws of man
I bend not!
For it is holy,
The sword I bury in thee.
It is the Lord himself
Who commands me.

Sworn to the Dark.
Sworn to the Dark.
Sworn to the Dark.
To the Death and far beyond.

The all-defying pendulum of radiant conviction,
So determined in it's pace,
Pounding now through flesh and bone
Like a hammer through a child.

Sworn to the Dark.
Sworn to the Dark.
Sworn to the Dark.
To the Death and far beyond.

Bound by an oath sealed beyond time.
Sworn to the Temple of the Damned.
Where infant entrails still hang high
Upon the twisted cross.

Through raging fire,
Through Death and hail.
Clinging to the Dragons tail.
And as the world behind me burns
I ride its wings on paths of No Return

Apart (Assemblage 23)

A riot of indecision
A monument to shame
A walking contradiction
Unwilling to take blame

CH
You'll fall apart
Before all this is through
You'll let the pressure
Get the best of you
Drowning in your shame
Grasping at the air
Make your denials
But you know it in your heart
You'll fall apart

An infant in adult's clothing
A lamb among the lions
A portrait of dependence
And a total waste of time

(CH)

The zenith of ignorance
Total lack of intellect
A tribute to dysfunction
The end of self-respect

(CH)

Fingiecrookie (Bloem De Ligny)

Anarchy, anarchy, anarchy

Via multiple ways
I find you are **ing my mind
A tongue in my ear my dress off
It wears me out - heroine
My evil eye, I on flattop
No I can't decide: eat her one of them
Or suck up fingers or swallow up dirty mind

My nose is still wet
I got insanity out on my bread
My sandwitch is still hot
I eat my tongue and I get upset
I want to get myself an eyegum so I'm heel over head
I haven't had so many voices under my hat
But it's not howdy all the time that I hear
Yet I can swallow all the things I did never get you so near
I like to be a bottom and also a top
And then I wish and soooooo

Insanity is lurking around
Insanity is walking around

I'm kinda simple
But I don't know where the noises are comming from
I get so like a tiger and then
I swallow all the guns
I get so sneaky and I think I
Tear my finger off again
And then I shout like a mongolian infant:
"Oooh oooh oooh how my sore
Oooh oooh i'm so sore but I can't help moan
Oooh ooh I'm such a fingiecrookie for a long sneaking time

Insanity is lurking around
Insanity is walking around

Now now now comes the sound I get so hot
And then I tumble down again
My cares are self only a sock
Insanity is twisting my holy career
I sell by bottle and then I come end
As close as as near
Insanity is lurking around
Insanity is walking around

Insanity is lurking around
Insanity is luuuuuuuuurking

Noises
Here come the noises
Here here come the noises
Here come the noises

Endúlzame Los Oidos (Patricia Sosa)

La noche me ha sorprendido,
No esperaba volverte a ver,
Me quedé sin ilusiones
Después de la última vez
Sé que cambiamos un poco,
No me digas que no es cierto,
Lo nuestro fue para siempre
Y duro solo un momento

Esta noche no me digas nada,
Solo endulzame los oidos
Esta noche olvidemos todo,
Solo háblame de amor

Esta noche...

No quiero saber que has hecho,
Hoy me alegra tenerte aquí,
Y no me preguntes nada
Si mis ojos hablan por mí

Sé que la vida hace trampa
Y caímos tan profundo,
Pero aquí estamos, mi alma,
Como errantes bagabundos

Esta noche...
Esta noche...
Se que cambiamos...
Esta noche...
Esta noche...


Video


La joven cantante de música venezolana Patricia Infante, en su participación en el evento cultural Lenguaje, música y Expresión realizado en el IUETAEB.




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