Sin poder dormir he decidido levantarme de mi cama…con una sola canción en mi cabeza,
recurrente,
que se encuentra bajo mi almohada, - aclaro, duermo sin almohadas, al menos, sin ellas bajo la cabeza-
me he pasado la noche cantándola, mientras miro el techo de mi habitación,
o quizás es otra cosa,
la oscuridad misma tal vez,
a pesar de ser una canción con un gran alcance romántico...para mi es todo menos eso,
Identifico todo y nada a la vez,
como en muchas otras ocasiones se lo debo a Morrissey.
a.b.v.n.
You Have Killed Me.-
Pasolini is me
'Accattone' you'll be
I entered nothing and nothing entered me
'Til you came with the key
And you did your best but
As I live and breathe
You have killed me
You have killed me
Yes I walk around somehow
But you have killed me
You have killed me
Piazza Cavour, what's my life for?
Visconti is me
Magnani you'll never be
I entered nothing and nothing entered me
'Til you came with the key
And you did your best but
As I live and breathe
You have killed me
You have killed me
Yes, I walk around somehow
But you have killed me
You have killed me
Who am I that I come to be here?
As I live and breathe
You have killed me
You have killed me
Yes I walk around somehow
But you have killed me
You have killed me
And there is no point saying this again
There is no point saying this again
But I forgive you, I forgive you
Always I do forgive you
Morrissey.-
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