citando a la película de terror La Llamada... (quoting the horror movie The Ring) 7 días... (7 days) For my american friends, here is a really bad translation of this tango...about my dear Buenos Aires... This city is haunted, without knowing ... by the captivating spell of coming back. I don´t know if for good, or for worse, coming back has the magic of a ritual. I´m from here, I can´t be from anywhere else... I recognize myself in the habit of coming back! To find myself in me, to appreciate later, the things that I lost ...The life that went away! I arrived and am almost about to leave... Feeling that I´m leaving, and I don´t want to go. I turned in the corner of myself, to understand , No one escapes the fatalism of his own being ! And Im stepping on the tiles, grooming the roses to come back ... ! I don´t know if this city exists, like this... Or some poet has invented it for me! It´s like a woman, prophetic and fatal, Asking for sacrifice till the end! But also has another voice, has another skin; and open gesture of the coffee table ... The feeling in bloom, the fraternal hand and the face of love in every doorway. I know its not casual, having been born here and be a little like this ... sad and sentimental. I know it won´t be coincidence that a fueye, for us both, sang in our funeral to say...Goodbye ! Saying goodbye to you ... you see, can not be. Because you always are are a reason to come back! One always comes back to Buenos Aires, to seek that melancholic way to love ... He knows only that one that had to live sick of nostalgia ...Almost to the point of dying! ...
Posted on: Fri, 16 Jan 2015 17:24:04 +0000
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