domingo, 27 de junio de 2010

Día 155.- Huele

Y, de nuevo, no sé si es bien o mal. Entrañable, en cualquier caso.

Vale. Hoy quiero emocionarme. Va va va, emocióname.

Fuck, sólo tenías que girarte y verme parada mirándote. Fuck.


Nana, Ana, Nana,
Ana triste, Ana languidece entre flores de celofán.
Nana, Nana, Nana, Nana!!

Wake up! oh, come on. I'd never leave the bed.



So go go go; just go.
No where, doesn't matter, it's not such a thing.
just
go go go
Go to your dream land.



Pero siento que mis sueños son menos cuando estoy contigo.


go go go


no where


go go go


never mind


GO


where??


NEVER
NEVER
NEVER MIND.


But, it does.


It doesn't.


Oh, come on. There's nothing left for you here. There. Anywhere. Come on.


How have dreams to share with me?
How have dreams to sell?

How can lend me some hope?





There's no hope left in this reality.

But
who says I have to dream in this world?

But it's not dreaming at all.
It has much more in common with
LIVING.




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