miércoles, noviembre 12, 2003

++ These Days ++

Amo la lluvia en primavera!
Aunque la ropa me pese cuando vuelvo a la noche de la facultad.
A pesar de la lucha contra las inquietudes del paraguas aviador.
O del trabajo de cirujano que emprendo al separar los pegoteadospapelesdellaburo.
Y del recupero de objetos que han salido indemnes del sismo húmedo que los fatigó en la mochila.

Y hoy llueve.
>>>>> entonces, discman y a caminar feliz con Nico...

I've been out walking
I don't do too much talking
These days, these days.
These days I seem to think a lot
About the things that I forgot to do
And all the times I had the chance to.
I've stopped my rambling,
I don't do too much gambling
These days, these days.
These days I seem to think about
How all the changes came about my ways
And I wonder if I'll see another highway.

I had a lover,
I don't think I'll risk another
These days, these days.
And if I seem to be afraid
To live the life that I have made in song
It's just that I've been losing so long.
La la la la la, la la.

I've stopped my dreaming,
I won't do too much scheming
These days, these days.
These days I sit on corner stones
And count the time in quarter tones to ten.
Please don't confront me with my failures,
I had not forgotten them.

>Chelsea Girl

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