Decía Bécquer que:
Cuando pienso en tu vida y la mía/ y las sombras me rozan la piel/ una voz me murmura al oído/ déjala, no la puedes querer/
Yo le doy la razón, pero luego/ no consigo ocultar la verdad/ y otra voz, más profunda, me dice/ nunca vas a poderla olvidar/
No conozco la sierra sin nieve/ no comprendo el Invierno en abril/ sin poesía no sufro la noche/ no me explico la vida sin ti.
Parte de esta noche la sufrí con estos lyrics. ¡Aplausos!
You try so hard to be cold
You try so hard to not show
I give you nothing to doubt, and you doubt me
I give you all that I have, but you don’t see
Now I know that my eyes must close here
Every word seems to feel like you don’t care
But I know that you’re so confused and afraid
I just want to be one true thing that don’t fade
I don’t wanna give up tomorrow
I just can’t understand why we’re going on
You try so hard to be heard
You try so hard to not hurt
I give you nothing to doubt, and you doubt me
I give you all that I have, but you don’t see
Now I know that my eyes must close here
Every word seems to feel like you don’t care
But I know that you’re so confused and afraid
I just want to be one true thing that don’t fade
I don’t wanna give up tomorrow
I just can’t understand why we’re going on
I don’t wanna be sad, I don’t wanna be scared
I won’t wait for you in silence
I see the road is long
–”Howl”, de Black Rebel Motorcycle Club.
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