Nosotros dos

All the snow has turned to water,
Christmas days have come and gone.
Broken toys and faded colours are all that's left to linger on.
I hate graveyards and old oawn shops,
For they always bring me tears.
I can't forgive the way they robbed me of my childhood souvenirs.

Memories, they can't be boughten.
They can't be won at carnivals for free.
Well it took me years to get those souvenirs,
And i don't know how they slipped away from me.

Broken hearts and dirty windows
Make life difficult to see.
That's why last night and this morning
Always look the same to me.
And I hate reading old love letters
For they always bring me tears.
I can't forget the way they robbed me,
Of my sweetheart's souvenirs.

Memories they can't be boughten,
They can't be won at carnivals for free.
Well it took me years to get those souvenirs
And i don't know how they slipped away from me.

We were standing
Standing by peaceful waters
Standing by peaceful waters
Whoa wah oh wha oh
Many years ago along the Illinois
Wisconsin border
There was this Indian tribe
They found two babies in the woods
White babies
One of them was named Elizabeth
She was the fairer of the two
While the smaller and more fragile one was
Named Marie
Having never seen white girls before
And living on the two lakes known as
The Twin Lakes
They named the larger and more
Beautiful lake Lake Elizabeth
And thus the smaller lake that was hidden
From the Highway
Became known forever as Lake Marie

We were standing
Standing by peaceful waters
Standing by peaceful waters
Whoa wah oh wha oh

Many years later I found myself talking
To this girl
Who was standing there with her back
Turned to Lake Marie
The wind was blowing especially through
Her hair
There was four Italian sausages cooking
On the outdoor grill
And they were sizzlin'
Many years later we found ourselves in Canada
Trying to save our marriage
And perhaps catch a few fish
Whatever came first
That night she fell asleep in my arms
Humming the tune to "Louie Louie"
Aah baby, we gotta go now

We were standing
Standing by peaceful waters
Standing by peaceful waters
Whoa wah oh wha oh

The dogs were barking as the cars were
Parking
The loan sharks were sharking
The narcs were narcing
Practically everyone was there
In the parking lot by the forest preserve
The police had found two bodies
Nay, naked bodies
Their faces had been horribly disfigured
By some sharp object
Saw it on the news
The TV news
In a black and white video
Do you know what blood looks like
In a black and white video?
Shadows, shadows
That's what it looks like
All the love we shared between her
And me was slammed
Slammed up against the banks of old Lake Marie
Marie

We were standing
Standing by peaceful waters
Standing by peaceful waters
Whoa wah oh wha oh
Whoa wah oh wha oh
Whoa wah oh wha oh
Peaceful waters
Standing by peaceful waters
Aah baby, we gotta go now

He remarcado algunas cosas para que ella entienda...nos conocimos y pasamos muchas horas "junto a las aguas tranquilas", después, el amor que compartimos quedó deshecho contra la ribera del Lago...ella sabrá entender...

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Ella no existe.
Ella vive de fantasmas del pasado, sombras oscuras acechantes en las noches solitarias, cuando después de saciar su sed de carne se siente vacía y sola, sin amor.
Vive de fantasmas errantes, muertos hace tiempo, personas que debe olvidar y no puede.
Cree que se debe amar de una forma especial y no comprende que el amor es como es, perfecto en sí cuando alguien nos ama sin pedir nada.
Pero tiene tantas certezas que no sabe nada y tiembla y duda cada vez, y olvida cuando quiere y cuando no quiere recuerda. Recuerda fantasmas.
Mientras no tenga el valor de aceptar ser amada, seguirá deambulando, ella también un fantasma, por zonas oscuras donde la luz del amor nunca llega.
Y como no creo en los fantasmas, ya no existe para mí.

Al perderte yo a ti tú y yo hemos perdido:
yo porque tú eras lo que yo más amaba
y tú porque yo era el que te amaba más.
Pero de nosotros dos tú pierdes más que yo:
porque yo podré amar a otras como te amaba a ti
pero a ti no te amarán como te amaba yo.

Bird on the horizon, sittin' on a fence,
He's singin' his song for me at his own expense.
And I'm just like that bird, oh, oh,
Singin' just for you.
I hope that you can hear,
Hear me singin' through these tears.

Time is a jet plane, it moves too fast
Oh, but what a shame if all we've shared can't last.
I can change, I swear, oh, oh,
See what you can do.
I can make it through,
You can make it too.

Love is so simple, to quote a phrase,
You've known it all the time, I'm learnin' it these days.
Oh, I know where I can find you, oh, oh,
In somebody's room.
It's a price I have to pay
You're a big girl all the way.

A change in the weather is known to be extreme
But what's the sense of changing horses in midstream?
I'm going out of my mind, oh, oh,
With a pain that stops and starts
Like a corkscrew to my heart
Ever since we've been apart.

All the nights I spent
singing for you
last summer.
All the days I waited
until the day we finally met
when the autumn just started.
All the roads I travelled
and all the rivers
that I left behind.
All the smiles we shared
all the love we felt
and all the time
we walked together
looking for a house,
long time ago.
Everything is nothing but a dream now.
A beautiful dream anyway.

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"she was born is spring but I was born too late,
blame it all a simple twist of fate..." (Bob Dylan)

Han pasado exactamente tantos días, inexactos, y he probado cada remedio disponible para olvidar ese amor.
He probado llorar por las noches, esquivar la luz del día, alejarme de todo y de todos.
He probado escribir poemas, cantar canciones, buscar respuestas.
Y he probado el viejo remedio inútil de los poetas enamorados y abandonados: beber.
Ha resultado bastante bien.
Beber vino tinto de diversas cepas, en una medida prudente, es decir, no me he emborrachado, pero he bebido como quien toma un medicamento, dosis controladas.
Y ha resultado en que estoy comenzando a olvidarla, a dejar en la memoria sólo aquellos momentos intensos y hermosos, pero parecidos a un sueño que uno recuerda: no es real.
No puedo decir que sea el remedio para todos.
No puedo decir siquiera si es el remedio para mí.
Sólo puedo decir que esta vez ha funcionado.
El amor que sentí por ella fue grande, pero no se agota en ella, como no se agotan los colores del pintor que ha pasado toda su vida impregnando telas con colores.
Quizás sea ésta una etapa de grises, opacos tonos o tal vez apenas unas líneas negras sobre el blanco que me dejó su adiós.
Pero el amor está vivo, y ahora espera nueva destinataria.
Alguien que debe estar en algún sitio esperando que nuestras miradas se crucen.
Sólo soy un hombre esperando amar.
Nada más, y nada menos.

He puesto mis pies en el camino
Tantas veces para verte.
He puesto mi voz en el aire
Para cantarte tantas noches
El verano pasado.
He puesto las mejores intenciones
Y ayer
Me dijiste adiós.
He puesto una sonrisa despertando
A tu lado y fui feliz.
He puesto leña en tu hogar
Y el calor de tu mirada
Consumió mi corazón
Una y otra vez.
Y ayer me diste hielo.
He puesto mi corazón y mi cuerpo
En tus manos,
Y sólo jugaste, cruel,
Destrozándolos.

12/8/2007
Esto escribí el domingo 12 de agosto, un día después de que me dijeras la cruel verdad: que ya no me amabas.