Mandy
Ser asquerosamente idiota tiene estas cosas. Entro en el coche, y se enciende la radio, y entonces suena Mandy, la versión de West Life, aunque a mi me mueve mucho más la de Barry Manilow, quizás sean las circustancias. Aquí va sin traducir, que se lo merece.
I remember all my life
Raining down as cold as ice
A shadow of a man
A face through a window
Crying in the night
The night goes into
Morning, just another day
Happy people pass my way
Looking in their eyes
I see a memory
I never realized
you made me so happy, oh Mandy
Well you came and you gave without taking
but I sent you away, oh Mandy
well you kissed me and stopped me from shaking
I need you today, oh Mandy
I’m standing on the edge of time
I Walked away when love was mine
Caught up in a world of uphill climbing
The tears are in my mind
And nothing is rhyming, oh Mandy
Well you came and you gave without taking
but I sent you away, oh Mandy
well you kissed me and stopped me from shaking
And I need you today, oh Mandy
Yesterday’s a dream I face the morning
Crying on the breeze
the pain is calling, oh Mandy
Well you came and you gave without taking
but I sent you away, oh Mandy
well you kissed me and stopped me from shaking
And I need you today, oh Mandy
A veces he pensado que un tratamiento a la Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (que lo traduzcan como “Olvidate de mi” no tiene perdón) seria muy bueno, pero me perdería estos estupidos momentos. Malditos recuerdos.
