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Para los que pasen de las historias rusas del blog (ver debajo), otra cancioncita que me ha dado por oir en estos días. Otra bonita letra aunque no sea cierta :-). la foto es de mi pueblo Vegas de Matute, Segovia, la semana pasada. World Before Columbus If your love were taken from me Every color would be black and white It would be as flat as the world before Columbus That's the day that I lose half my sight If your life were taken from me All the trees would freeze in this cold ground It would be as cruel as the world before Columbus Sail to the edge and I’d be there looking down Those men who lust for land And for riches strange and new Who love those trinkets of desire Oh they never will have you And they'll never know the gold Or the copper in your hair How could they weigh the worth Of you so rare If your love were taken from me Every light that's bright would soon go dim It would be as dark as the world before Columbus Down the waterfall and I’d swim over the brim Th...

Una cancioncita mientras esperamos el triunfo de Obama. Es de Suzane Vega, del CD "Nine Objects of Desire". Me fascina como combina los sentidos, el deseo de algo que se come con el deseo por alguien. es lo que se escucha en mi casa en estos días. Aquí va la letra: Caramel It won't do to dream of caramel, to think of cinnamon and long for you. It won't do to stir a deep desire, to fan a hidden fire that can never burn true. I know your name, I know your skin, I know the way these things begin; But I don't know how I would live with myself, what I'd forgive of myself if you don't go. So goodbye, sweet appetite, no single bite could satisfy... I know your name, I know your skin, I know the way these things begin; But I don't know what I would give of myself, how I would live with myself if you don't go. It won't do to dream of caramel, to think of cinnamon and long for you.