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5:32PM

Así ya está a las 5 de la tarde =( not funny at all my friends



Canción Coqueta

Celestica by Crystal Castles




Mein Zuhause

Aquí es el lugar.



De verdad que esto representa el significado de la palabra “coquet@” en toda su extensión.

Es una canción tan … bonita.  Bonita se queda corto.  Es una canción COQUETA.

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On Melancholy Hill

Up on melancholy hill
There’s a plastic tree
Are you here with me
Just looking out on the day
Of another dream

Well you can’t get what you want
But you can get me
So let’s set up and see
‘Cause you are my medicine
When you’re close to me
When you’re close to me

So call in the submarine
‘round the world will go
Does anybody know
If we’re looking out on the day
Of another dream

If you can’t get what you want
Then you come with me

Up on melancholy hill
A manatee?
Just looking out on the day
When you’re close to me
When you’re close to me

When you’re close to me



comprender tarde no es comprender



Canción coqueta de la semana: Why? (Does your love hurt so much) por SHESATEASE




Canción Coqueta de la Semana // Kokettes Lied der Woche

Remind Me by Royksopp

(chorus) 
Will remind, will remind, will remind me, 
Will remind, will remind, will remind me, 
Will remind, will remind, will remind me, 
Will remind, will remind, will remind me.

It’s only been a week, 
The rush of being home in rapid fading. 
Prevailing to recall 
What I was missing, all that time in England

Has sent me aimlessly, 
On foot or by the help of transportation, 
To knock on windows where 
A friend no longer live, I had forgotten.

(chorus)

And everywhere I go, 
There’s always something to remind me 
Of another place and time 
Where love that travelled far had found me.

We stayed outside til two, 
Waiting for the light to come back, 
But hid in talk I knew, 
Until you asked what I was thinking.

(chorus)

Brave men tell the truth, 
A wise man’s tools are analogies and puzzles, 
A woman holds her tongue, 
Knowing silence will speak for her.

So now I’ll never know, 
As you will only sleep beside me, 
And everywhere I go…

(chorus) 
(repeat)

It’s only been a week, 
(Will remind, will remind, will remind me,) 
The rush of being home in rapid fading. 
(Will remind, will remind, will remind me,) 
Prevailing to recall 
(Will remind, will remind, will remind me,) 
What I was missing all that time in England 
(Will remind, will remind, will remind me.)

Has sent me aimlessly 
(Will remind, will remind, will remind me,) 
On foot or by the help of transportation, 
(Will remind, will remind, will remind me,) 
To knock on windows where 
(Will remind, will remind, will remind me,) 
A friend no longer live, I had forgotten. 
(Will remind, will remind, will remind me.)

(chorus)




La Canción Coqueta de la Semana / Kokettes Lied der Woche

Fireworks by The Whitest Boy Alive

You keep your cards so close to your chest
You’re making me confused

It’s hidden deep what you need to address
If you want it to resume

Aching and longing never ending fireworks
Let it be, let it be, let it be oh baby let it hurt

The heat is on for the action to speed up and tension to ease
We could keep talking but only be certain through physical means

Patience is just another word for getting old
Resolution just as impossible as letting go

Is there a hint of a vulnerable you there a drift in your eyes
Could it be that the sharp and the blunt side have shifted this time

I wanted you, you wanted me but he was there
Now let it be, let it be, let it be oh baby let it bare



Being lost is a good thing. It is a sign of movement … a sign of growth.

– marc and angel
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