Song of Katy
Song of Katy
Any output, any door that opened
This path seems the most obscure,
but I suppose it is the only one.
But there in the clear
I know you're wearing
with your young and painful smile,
waving your hand.
I can not bear my heart
when I can feel what is in it.
I thought of coming
but for some reason you did not.
Cristal in the pavement under my shoes
without you is everything which is equivalent to my life
A dream final
Without words from my lips
my mouth to your ear, or
tight pinching cheats
my fingers to your bitter face
I can not cure.
Is that tomorrow
're Somewhere in London
Living with someone
'll have something like a family
to become
and that's more than I can ever give you
An opportunity for calm
a hope for freedom
a relief to my cold realm of loneliness
through the forest of our spring
where you left far
leaving a bloody part of my
empty and annoying
watching the water
Quiet on the corner
numb and failed
without you, which is equivalent to my life?
This song reminded me that he had not yet heard the full record of the roller coaster of Red House Painters. At last I have done and all we had read about him (sadness, melancholy, inspiration ...) is true, but I was pleasantly surprised by the tone pop who breathe nearly all subjects.
This song in particular reminds me of the smith, or especially to groups of disappeared seal Sarah.
The letter seems to me tragic in excess (reminds me of the stories of the updated plan in boleros, very nice but a bit exaggerated). Thrives on music. The cojunto a marvel of sensitivity ... to enjoy it alone ...
A fucking masterpiece. God what greatness! Why can no longer be doing songs like this?
very nice item, thank you for publishing the translation, the search much.
is a song very
espesial and beautiful