"De otras Ramblas" ...

Sin embargo este frío se presenta diferente, no es cuestión de clima, sino de la estación de mi alma. No tengo leños para encender la casita que armaba con las piñas, ni hojas secas que arrimar para escuchar el ruido del fuego. No estás cerca para compartir miradas y sonrisas, estás en otro plano, como si la memoria abriera y cerrara puertas a su antojo.
Por favor, no me escribas que tengo el lenguaje parco cuando me he acostumbrado al lenguaje de tu olvido.
Este invierno, en “otras ramblas”, hay miradas y sonrisas que buscan mi complicidad y presiento que el frío… comienza a gustarme. Silvana.
Letra: Lying in my bed I hear the clock tick, And think of you Turning in circles confusion-- Is nothing new Flashback to warm nights-- Almost left behind Suitcase of memories, Time after-- Sometimes you picture me-- I'm walking too far ahead You're calling to me, I can't hear What you have said-- And you say--go slow-- I've fall behind-- The second hand unwinds If you're lost you can look--and you will find me Time after time If you fall I will catch you--I'll be waiting Time after time If you're lost you can look--and you will find me Time after time If you fall I will catch you--I will be waiting Time after time Come on... After my picture fades and darkness has Turned to gray Watching through windows--you're wondering If I'm OK Secrets--stolen--from deep inside The drum beats out of time-- If you're lost you can look--and you will find me Time after time If you fall I will catch you--I'll be waiting Time after time You say--go slow-- I fall behind--( I fall behind) The second hand unwinds If you're lost you can look--and you will find me Time after time If you fall I will catch you--I will be waiting Time after time If you're lost you can look--and you will find me Time after time If you fall I will catch you--I will be waiting Time after time