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The words of old poets,
is interspersed with images
as numb to everything in the bar.

And there was talk about the gentleness of love
long.
If someone had told us to fight so much dawn

And going back is that everything is shit now, huh?
When I saw you downstairs.
I felt I had a moment of beauty in all that
rotting everywhere
Borja
breaking glasses and shouting obscenities in Catalan
In the corner with puppets and masks.
was a gringo
whiskey and kicking the fire with his Texan boots
There was a revolver and a run down the street
wet and nervous laughter
Then there was sex in a wooden fence
Then there sirens and disbandment
lot of people running down the street corners
And a cry that spanned everything and leave you without air
And leave me with no air to me. There was also a motel

and a Polaroid and a headband with ears mickey
There
makeup on the pillow and not understand anything and I understand
There are things that it is better not to abuse. Yesterday I wanted llegarte

with all the words that occurred to me
but had no interest in the words
and let everything explode,
and that get you where you fall.
Well, that said I want to exploit

I let myself go where it falls and then sing ..

"Cross the love ...
Use love as a bridge ... "
And you asked me to sleep
take you to a place far from everything.
And I brought you, because I was amazed because it exploits
nothing else because you wanted
And so you felt ecstatic
at the bottom of your sadness. And then you slept

And I also see
And so you see in there?
mascara on the pillow and laundry and well ... Well I wanted

..
not ..

Well, here's your breakfast. The hotel is paid

Over there you feel like returning to your home
or call a friend ..
or not ...
Well whatever you want ... this ... Look
...
There's my number. In that role
For me there does not want more ..
But there ...
One day ..
My ... say ..
Well, if you want ..
One day ..
No such thing, there
much noise or the madness, visit ...
Or maybe if, with that, too, which I. ..


I mean ...


One day ...





I would like to see you again.



Photo: Kari for "Friday's Girls"

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