Kiko and the lavender moon - Los Lobos

Yo estaba tan tranquilo y quitado de la pena, sin interés de molestar a nadie (a nadie en especial) y me vienen de nuevo con la misma historia...
Que bien que hay una forma de hacer perdurable la sensación de "no me estorbes", que buena decisión que tomé, que paso firme y seguro.
No merece más consideración. Siempre con la misma pesadez. Y pensar que tienes alguna canción en este blog... Algún Día Perfecto hubo, pero no queda más nada. También tengo malos recuerdos de tu cuerpo y tu compañía.
Puedo seguir viviendo, moviendo la patita y haciendo de cuenta que nunca sucedió.

Kiko and the lavender moon
Out playing - makes believe
Nobody can see
And then he waits
And then he fakes
And then he bends
And then he shakes
He plays and plays
Still playing till he
Goes off to sleep

Kiko and the lavender moon
Out dancing making faces at
A big black cat
And then he flies
Up to the wall
Stands on one foot
Doesn't even fall
Dance and dance
Still dancing till
He goes off to sleep

He always sleeps
Till the sun goes down
He never wakes
Till no one's around
He never stops
Can't catch his breath
It's always there
Scares him to death

Kiko and the lavender moon
Out dreaming 'bout green shoes
Haircuts and cake
And then he wishes
The world away
And then he kneels
As if to pray
He dreams and dreams
Kiko and the lavender moon

Dont' worry baby - Los Lobos

Me estaré acostumbrando a vivir de esta forma, a lo consultor, con poco que hacer y cara de sabio, con actitud improvisadora sobre la marcha y papeles de registro.
Pero no es la primera ni la última, es como una nueva experiencia nada más, sin novedad en el frente, sin novedad en la retaguardia, solo contar y multiplicar.
Y las debilidades de la distancia, que seguro se pondrán un poco más intensas luego, así que a armar la pared y no dejar que nadie venga a hundirmos en el subte. No me verás allí. No este fin de semana.

Standin' there by the window
Starin' out at the night
You've got so many troubles
On your nervous mind
But don't worry baby
It's gonna work out fine

You hear the sound of footsteps
Stealing 'cross the floor
You picked up the receiver
You didn't know what for
Then you saw the shadow
Steppin' through the door

Well don't worry baby
What the world may bring
Well don't worry baby
It won't change a thing
Life is a fly
And then you die

Standin' near by the window
Starin' out at the night
You see your lover leanin'
Against the old street light
But don't worry baby
It's gonna be alright

He was tossin' and turnin'
And he couldn't sleep
It ain't sure to bother
And it was just a dream
So where was he goin'
Headin' down the street

Well don't worry baby
What the world may bring
Well don't worry baby
It won't change a thing
Life is a fly
And then you die

The Valley - Los Lobos

Sip, estos son los cuates que cantaron la versión filmada de La Bamba, la cual es tan buena, que si te fijas, nadie recuerda la original de Richie Valenz.
Pero son rock de mexicanos que cantan inglés... ¿o gringos latinizados?. En fin, dificil definir que cosita hacen, pero les aseguro melancolía, baile y sabor.
No nos vamos a poner a filosofar hoy que estoy cansado, malhumorado y presionado, pero agradezco a la banda por dejarme mover la patita con tanto swing... creo que he encontrado un nuevo ganador, y es latino. Carajo que está bueno. Que bonito suena, y a los vatos nos gusta...

In ancient times
To a place so far away
Across the land where the earth was as tough as clay
Looked at their hands looked all around
And they seemed so pleased at what they found

Here in the valley
Bread on the table
Work all day hard for as long as we are able
Green is the valley
Blue is the night
Out of the shadows into the light

They could've gone
But instead they chose to stay
To watch the clouds way up high as they turned to grey
Then through the dark broke a crimson sun
And at that moment, knew their lives had just begun

Here in the valley
Bread on the table
Work all day hard for as long as we are able
Green is the valley
Blue is the night
Out of the darkness into the light