6002 a.c. Illetes (Ítaca). La playa donde nos conocimos. La partida de Ulysses.

"Explosiones de luz celebran mi partida. La estela de mi psiconave, ya a penas se ve en el cielo del ocaso...pero se ve...solo ella puede verla.... como aferrándose a su blancura etérea...Hasta luego... mi Amor"

martes, 31 de julio de 2007

Tunnel Of Love

Se ve la entrada
pero no el final...
que más da...
enjoy the trip...

Getting crazy on the waltzers but it's the life that I choose
sing about the sixblade sing about the switchback and a torture tattoo
and I been riding on a ghost train where the cars they scream and slam
and I don't know where I'll be tonight but I'd always tell you where I am
in a screaming ring of faces I seen her standing in the light
she had a ticket for the races just like me she was a victim of the night
I put a hand upon the lever said let it rock and let it roll
I had the one arm bandit fever there was an arrow through my heart and my soul
and the big wheel keep on turning neon burning up above
and I'm just high on the world
come on and take a low ride with me girl
on the tunnel of love
it's just the danger when you're riding at your own risk
she said you are the perfect stranger she said baby let's keep it like this
it's just a cake walk twisting baby step right up and say
hey mister give me two give me two cos any two can play
and the big wheel keep on turning neon burning up above
and I'm just high on the world
come on and take a low ride with me girl
on the tunnel of love
well it's been money for muscle another whirligig
money for muscle and another girl I dig
another hustle just to make it big
and rockaway rockaway
and girl it looks so pretty to me just like it always did
like the spanish city to me when we were kids
oh girl it looks so pretty to me just like it always did
like the spanish city to me when we were kids
she took off a silver locket she said remember me by this
she put her hand in my pocket I got a keepsake and a kiss
and in the roar of the dust and diesel I stood and watched her walk away
I could have caught up with her easy enough but something must have made me
stay
and the big wheel keep on turning neon burning up above
and I'm just high on the world
come on and take a low ride with me girl
on the tunnel of love
and now I'm searching through these carousels and the carnival arcades
searching everywhere from steeplechase to palisades
in any shooting gallery where promises are made
to rockaway rockaway from cullercoats and whitley bay out to rockaway
and girl it looks so pretty to me like it always did
like the spanish city to me when we were kids
girl it looks so pretty to me like it always did
like the spanish city to me when we were kids

2 comentarios:

Bífida Penélope dijo...

Cierto es que no se ve el final, pero esperemos que no sea como el de Mark Knopfler en este túnel del amor, con un colgante de plata en un bolsillo, quedando todo en un recuerdo y un beso, viendo como ella se aleja porque algo le debió clavar al suelo.

;-)

Ulysses dijo...

Resbalando por el tunel de amor
Primero vértigo...
después
la plenitud...


Pd: Peasso hombreras del guaperas XDDD

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