domingo, 31 de agosto de 2008

GAROTA

Sola, sin darte cuenta
antes de encontrarnos,
amor,
souzinha y triste.

Ahora,
mi corazón
ha caído sin lamentos a tu lado;
sos algo así como un flanco.

Mi flanco dorado,
en la arena amarilla
de Ipanema.

Ahora, sin penas,
es alegre todo, la maconha
de Sao Paulo, el vermouth
de la rambla.

Antes,
cómo sería antes
cuando yo no estaba
y vos, souzinha
por allí,

sin arena
dorada, sin rabia, sin alegría; eso
que fuimos encontrando,
abriendo.

No hay pasado,
amor;
no hay tristeza que nos detenga
no hay razones, ni horizontes
que justifiquen
o puedan apagarnos, o hacernos perdurar.

(F. Urondo)

domingo, 24 de agosto de 2008

JUST A PERFECT DAY...

Just a perfect day,
Drink Sangria in the park,
And then later, when it gets dark,
We go home.

Just a perfect day,
Feed animals in the zoo
Then later, a movie, too,
And then home.

Oh it’s such a perfect day,
I’m glad I spent it with you.
Oh such a perfect day,
You just keep me hanging on,
You just keep me hanging on.

Just a perfect day,
Problems all left alone,
Weekenders on our own.
It’s such fun.
Just a perfect day,
You made me forget myself.
I thought I was someone else,
Someone good.

Oh it’s such a perfect day,
I’m glad I spent it with you.
Oh such a perfect day,
You just keep me hanging on,
You just keep me hanging on.

You’re going to reap just what you sow...

L.R.