Katy Song
Katy Song
Any output, any door that opened
This route seems the most obscure,
but I guess it's the only one.
But there in the clear
are you're wearing
your young and painful smile
shaking 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.
Glass on the road under my shoes
without you is equivalent to what my life
A dream final
No words of my mouth
my mouth to your ear, or
tight pinching cheats
my fingers to your face bitter
I can not cure.
I know tomorrow
're Somewhere in London
living with someone
have something like a family
to get that
and that is more than I can ever give you
An opportunity for calm
a hope for freedom
a relief to my cold realm of solitude
through the forest of our spring
where you went away
leaving a part of my bleeding
empty and annoying
watching the water
Quiet in the corner
stiff and failed
without you, which is equivalent to my life?
This song reminded me that had not yet heard the full record of the roller coaster of Red House Painters. Finally I did and everything he had read about him (sadness, melancholy, inspiration ...) is true, but I was pleasantly surprised that the tone pop breathe almost all issues.
This song in particular reminds me of the smith or the whole group of the missing seal Sarah.
The letter seems too tragic (I remember the stories of the updated plan in boleros, very nice but a bit exaggerated). Win a lot with music. The cojunto a marvel of sensitivity ... to enjoy it alone ...
A fucking masterpiece. Oh, how great! Why can no longer be doing songs like this?
very nice item, thank you for publishing the translation, the search for long.
song is a very
espesial and beautiful