CITAS

Te hablaba de Pavese. Del suicidio al engaño

y otra vez en tus ojos. Recordé aquella cita:

Las únicas mujeres con las que vale la pena casarse

son aquellas con las que no podemos

atrevernos a casarnos.

Pediste otro Bombay, abrazaste mi entrega,

y en un arranque burdo de entusiasmo

decidiste nombrarme tu amigo más querido.

Ahora me hace gracia, pero en aquel momento

te hubiese estrangulado.

Brindamos por la Creedence y Sinatra,

así de absurda era la noche. Hoy,

tanto tiempo después de nuestra cita,

revivo con nostalgia tu desprecio,

el mito trasnochado color sepia.

Los libros, la distancia, tantos puentes.

Vivir es hacinar lo que no fuimos,

la citas que una vez nos explicaron.

" El peso de los puentes". Javier Cánaves (blog)

Isabel Muñoz

SOMETHING STUPID. Frank Sinatra

I know I stand in line until you think you have the time to spend an evening with me
And if we go someplace to dance I know that there's a chance you won't be leaving with me
And afterwards we drop into a quiet little place and have a drink or two......
And then I go and spoil it all

by saying

Something stupid like I love you

I can see it in your eyes that you despise the same old lines you heard the night before......
And though it's just a line to you for me it's true......and never seemed so right before
I practice everyday to find some clever lines to say to make the meaning come true......
But then I think I'll wait until the evening gets late and I'm alone with you
The time is right your perfume fills my head......The stars get red and on the nights so blue......
And then I go and spoil it all

by saying

Something stupid like I love you