Feliz Año Nuevo!!!

 

"Canciones" que son poesías

 

"Once I was a man
stronger than the shelf
Once there was a plan
but one can never tell
Once a mother's gone
the children raise themselves

Once I was alive
breathing in the air
Now the more I lie
the less I lose my hair

Now the road is wide
Now the people stare
Waiting open-eyed
for once a meaning there

For one can see the light
underneath the bed
For months there at a time
believing every thread

And months would flutter by
and fears would all have fled
and it'll all be fine
at least that's what you said
Whoa

I want to buy a house
I want to make a stand
I want to love a girl
I want to love a man

I want to kill the past
I want to stop the sand
I want another chance
but one is all you have

But if once more I could feel
what I felt before
I'd hold it like it's real
I'd never let it fall

I'd blow up every bridge
I'd build up every wall
and nothing could get in
but nothing could be born
Whoa
Whoa

And everything looks nice
nothing is unwell
But once the fruit of God
forever live in hell

And once you choose a side
there's nothing left to win
And once a lover dies
you never love again"

Parcels - "once"

"Canciones" para Navidad...

 

"Little things
Like my gentle touch
It's amazing, darling
That so little can achieve so much

Little things
Like your sleepy smile
As the brand new day is dawning
It's a lovely Christmas morning
And why don't we stay in bed for a while

Soon enough, they'll be waking up from their dreams
Children bursting with giggles and screams

Oh, what joy Santa brings
Thanks, old friend, for packing
Christmas stockings full of nice little things

Little things
Like your naughty eyes
You'd consider bringing me a breakfast tray
But there's a price

Little things
Like that happy noise
As a brand new day is dawning
On this lovely Christmas morning

It's our children playing with their new toys

Little moments of happiness and of bliss
Does it ever get better than this?
Oh, what joy Santa brings
Thanks, old friend, for packing
Christmas stockings full of nice little things

Thank you, dear old friend, for packing
Christmas stockings full of nice little things

Little things

Like the precious jewels on rings
Or a music box that will fit in socks
Tiny elves with wings

Not as big as queens and their kings
If you sing along, it could be a song
That my grandma sings"

Abba - "little things"

La Biblioteca Universitaria os desea Feliz Navidad

 

"Canciones" que son poesías

 

"When I met you
I was just a child
Working through
fears of the night
Then you flew
over to my side
and then I knew
it had always been right

To give
To love
To stay
In touch

To give
Enough
To love

Until it lasts forever
Until it lasts so long
Until we're back together
I'll be alone

Until it lasts forever
Until it lasts so long
Until we're back together
I'll be alone

Now I'm leaving you
for the both of us
to find something new
'cause we're not enough

And all I can do

is to know

that we
could meet
again
sometime
When we
could be
the end

Until it lasts forever
Until it lasts so long
Until we're back together
I'll be alone

Until it lasts forever
Until it lasts so long
Until we're back together
I'll be alone

Until it lasts forever
Until it lasts so long
Until we're back together
I'll be alone

Until it lasts forever
Until it lasts so long
Until we're back together
I'll be alone

Holding out for something greater
Holding out for something else

Holding out for something greater
Holding out for something else

Holding out for something greater
Holding out for something else

Holding out for something greater
Holding out for something else"

Parcels - "somethinggreater"

¡Ven a la BUMU por Navidad!

 

"Canciones" que son poesías

"Oh life's a killer

We're all the blade 

Pretend we're not with our different names 

swimming lonely in this almighty stew 

The magic of the everyday 

We miss it all but that's the game 

And now you're gone I see so much more of you 

So universe 

do your worst 

throw it all at me 

I'll take your blows 

for all I know 

They're magic destinies 

And I went to bed and I loved you 

In the morning I loved you too 

In the morning I loved you too 

I don't see you as a force from above 

You're down here 

Sparks in all of us 

Somewhere in the lost light of every room 

And if you frame it in a certain way 

Then death is just one really bad day 

between all that living and something new 

So come on world 

twirl your twirls 

hurl it all at me 

I'll take your lows 

For all I know 

They're joyful recipes 

And I went to bed and I loved you 

In the morning I loved you too 

In the morning I loved you too 

I went to bed and I loved you

 In the morning I loved you too 

In the morning I loved you too 

Quietly 

plant all your trees 

widen your roots 

loosen your shoots 

As the winters turn we might learn 

The secret lives of you 

The secret lives of you 

The secret lies with you 

And I went to bed and I loved you 

In the morning I loved you too 

In the morning I loved you too 

I went to bed and I loved you 

In the morning I loved you too 

In the morning I loved you too"

Tom Rosenthal - "I went to bed"

Inauguración de la Exposición "MUJAMIN"

Os dejamos unas imágenes del acto de inauguración de la Exposición MUJAMIN, y os recomendamos que paséis a verla.

#ExposicionesBUMU en la Biblioteca General y Sala Isidoro Valcárcel de la Facultad de Comunicación y Documentación de la Universidad de Murcia.

Novedades en el Centro de Documentación Europea de noviembre 2021

 

Ya podéis consultar nuestro último Boletín de Novedades, con las publicaciones en papel y electrónicas, que hemos incorporado a nuestro catálogo ALBA.

Centro de Documentación Europea.

Préstamo de vacaciones de Navidad en la BUMU

 A partir del 9 de diciembre tus préstamos también se van de vacaciones.

Horarios de la apertura de las "Salas de Estudio" generales desde el 9 de diciembre al 17 de enero

 

Reserva tu puesto a través de espacios.um.es: "salas de estudio".

"Canciones" que son poesías

"Dice la gente que pasas las horas perdida 

en un mar de nubes 

que nunca termina, 

que nunca se acaba, 

y tú nunca claudicas, 

y tú nunca te rindes 

Estás flotando en un limbo de despedidas 

y yo sigo esperando 

que caigas en mis brazos 

Llevo ya media vida 

y otra media te pido, 

mientras sueño contigo 

Si ahora cierro mis ojos veo los tuyos, 

esa mirada que siempre me hablaba 

Siento impotencia al ver que nada de lo que haga, 

nada cambia nada, no puedo hacer nada 

Hasta el fin, llegaré hasta el fin, 

si he llegado hasta aquí, llego hasta el fin 

Hasta que no quede nada en pie, 

hasta mi último aliento te daré 

Quiero que sepas todo lo que siento y no puedo 

expresarte con hechos, 

solo con palabras 

que no dan la talla, 

que no hacen justicia, 

que no están a la altura 

Cada mañana me digo: “esto no va a afectarme”, 

pero sí que lo hace, 

y no lo supero, 

no puedo hacerlo, 

cómo voy a hacerlo, 

cómo puedo hacerlo 

Si ahora cierro mis ojos veo los tuyos, 

ojalá pudieras ver lo que yo veo 

Cada momento precioso quiero compartirlo, 

compartirlo contigo y ya no puedo hacerlo 

Hasta el fin, llegaré hasta el fin, 

si he llegado hasta aquí, llego hasta el fin 

Hasta que no quede nada en pie, 

hasta mi último aliento te daré 

Por los años ganados, los días felices, 

las noches que marcan, que son indelebles 

Por haberme tenido presente en cada plegaria 

Por haber perdonado y estar a mi lado 

en cada momento que necesitaba esperanza, 

consuelo y la fuerza para levantarme, 

hoy sigo adelante… 

Hasta el fin llegaré hasta el fin, 

si he llegado hasta aquí, llego hasta el fin 

Hasta que no quede nada en pie, 

hasta mi último aliento te daré 

Hasta el fin, hasta el fin, hasta el fin"

La Habitación Roja - "hasta el fin"