Waltz #2 – Elliott Smith

I’m so glad that my memories remote ‘cos I’m doing just fine hour to hour, note to note
Here it is the revenge to the tune “You’re no good, you’re no good you’re no good you’re no good” Can’t you tell that it’s well understood?
I’m never gonna know you now, but I’m gonna love you anyhow.


Water is my eye, Most faithful mirror.
Fearless on my breath
Teardrop on the fire of a confession;
Fearless on my breath
Massive Attack – Teardrop

Sudden Rush – Erlend Oye

A sudden rush of expectation as I realise it’s you. Like a river in a droughtful season, how cool you didn’t call! Initial hint of disappointment… The mirror of my smile that isn’t there, that doesn’t follow a very causal ‘hi’

Why did you come at all, If it wasn’t for me?

Another blow of resignation when realise I do; now in your hands the book you borrowed the whole way we first met, comes together in my head… when the picture’s clear you’ve left…

Why did you come at all, If it wasn’t for me?

Girl Afraid – The Smiths

Girl afraid, where does his intentions lay? Or does he even have any?

She says: “He never really looks at me I give him every opportunity; in the room downstairs he sat and stared. In the room downstairs, he sat and stared… I’ll never make that mistake again!

Boy afraid prudence never pays! and everything she wants costs money.

“But she doesn’t even LIKE me! and I know because she said so! In the room downstairs
she sat and stared. In the room downstairs she sat and stared… I’ll never make that mistake again!

El otro dia en medio de una de esas conversaciones que mi amiga maravilla, que nombraré muy seguido en este blog, le dije “Mirá si le gusto a alguien y esta igual de traumado que yo con todo este tipo de temas y nunca nos hablamos o nada por esto mismo? estoy destinada a estar toda la vida sola?” a lo que mi amiga maravilla me dijo: “va a haber un Sabrino y va a costar, pero va a pasar, tiene que! vos estas sola porque no es que no tenes ‘hambre’ es que la comida que hay no es comida para vos. Nosotras no comemos lo que venga, nosotras somos de buen paladar. Tranquila! Piano, piano, si va lontano

Gracias Mozz por tantas letras fantasticas, a todo The Smiths por la magia y a mi amiga maravilla por la sabiduria y la contencion.

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