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viernes, 6 de mayo de 2011

Love song NorthWest



I left yesterday and nobody realized it. I packed my life again.
I woke up and did the same daily routine. Took my bike and went to work. I had my coffee in the morning with a friend, worked, chatted with colleagues, had lunch with friends, played some music on my computer and left work. Went to the supermarket. Waved hands to everyone I met, "see you next week when I will be back from holidays". Somebody invited me to meet in downtown for a glass of wine, I gently refused, I got home. I have put my boarding passes on my bed, and I have started packing. Played loud music on the radio, danced, organized the backpack. I talked to a friend on the phone, she was coming to my area to go together to the swimming pool. I prepared my gym stuff and she came to pick me up at my house. I showed her all my belongings displayed on the bed. She did not realized. We left to the swimming pool. I met friends at the changing rooms and laughed with them. I did not talk to anyone, my friend left whilst I was still swimming and I waved good bye from the water when she was fading away. I swam. I went to the bars area and took a slice of pice at the usual corner, the usual size and the usual type of pizza. I went to the bar where I used to go and asked for a glass of wine. I stayed outside drinking on my own. I was blue. I paid and I left. I got home and put everything inside the backpack. I slept. I woke up and left. Nobody realized it. I run away. I am not coming back. I came here to stay. I am where I belong.

LOVE SONG Pignetown

Andavo al lavoro di corsa, saltando i gradini di due  in due, Adele cantava  "I will be waiting" nelle cuffie e mi riempiva la testa Hold me closer one more time. Prima di adormentarmi non avevo fatto altro che pensare a te e mi sono addormentato riccordando il tuo bacio. Sulle scale mi trovo Carla, ma ho solo tempo per: "Ciaoo scusa vado di corsa"


Sono per strada e vedo la mia bici parcheggiata, sul cestino la solita bottiglia di birra, i soliti ubbriacconi. Ormai non mi arrabio piu, mentre slego la bici, do una occhiata alla bottiglia e vedo che e servita come vaso per dei fiori, sorrido, almeno questi erano inamorati Say that you love me in your last goodbye. Mi chiedo se tenermi i fiori? no non posso, non mi appartiene... appoggio la bici al faro, e prendo la bottiglia per appogiarla nel muro, forse vengono dopo a prendere la bottiglia, io l'avrei fatto. Dentro la bottiglia che anche un pezzo di carta che fuoriesce, non resisto...e se fosse per me?. Mi si ferma un attimo il cuore, il respiro. Leggo: We did not have enough time But we had time against us, I leave you here and miles between us but I d would have LOVEd...


La nota e in inglese, e stato lui, era per me Now the sky has cleared. Le sue parole e quelle di Adele insieme splodono nella testa, non capisco niente, non posso fare che sorridere a 45 denti, prendo il telefonino velocemente, forse ancora non e partito, ed scrivo: STAY... I will waiting for you when you are ready to love me again


Sorrido, prendo la bici, camino per attraversare la strada e non vedo la macchina che fa retromarcia per prendere la mia vicina, non sento Carla che mi urla, solo sento Adele che mi ripete le parole che lui voleva dirmi. Mi giro per salutare Carla di nuovo, sento un colpo ma non capisco, la machina mi mette sotto, colpisco con la testa uno specchieto di una macchina in doppia fila e cado per terra.....I know I left you speechless, I'll be waiting for you, I know I left you speechless, I 'll be waiting for you....
Life here and now