Pink Bullets
El rosa es el color del verano; pero también de este blog. Últimamente me han acontecido algunas cosas (tristes y felices) directa o indirectamente relacionadas con este bello color. La última fue anoche, en el estreno del nuevo video musical de The Shins, titulado "Pink Bullets". Aquí está la letra de la canción (sí, de corridito) :I was just bony hands as cold as a winter pole / You held a warm stone out new flowing blood to hold / Oh what a contrast you were / To the brutes in the halls / My timid young fingers held a decent animal.
Over the ramparts you tossed / The scent of your skin and some foreign flowers / Tied to a brick sweet as a song / The years have been short but the days were long.
Cool of a temperate breeze from dark skies to wet grass / We fell in a field it seems now a thousand summers passed / When our kite lines first crossed / We tied them into knots and to finally fly apart / We had to cut them off.
Since then it's been a book you read in reverse / So you understand less as the pages turn / Or a movie so crass and awkardly cast / That even I could be the star.
I don't look back as much as a rule / And all this way before murder was cool / But your memory is here and I'd like it to stay arm light on a winter day.
Over the ramparts you tossed / The scent of your skin and some foreign flowers tied to a brick / Sweet as a song / The years have been short but the days go slowly by / Two loose kites falling from the sky drawn to the ground and an end to flight.
posted by Roberto A. Juarez-Garza @ 10:46:00 a.m.
1 Comments:
A mi también me pasaron cosas triste y muy alegres últimamente y dejaron una huella muy importante que no quiero que se borre pero a la vez no se si seria lo mejor porque así dejaría de anhelar lo que por el momento no puedo vivir. Ojala que no te pase lo mismo.
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