sábado, 6 de agosto de 2005

The hand of your lover is clay

I fought in the old revolution
on the side of the ghost and the King.
Of course I was very young
and I thought that we were winning;
I can't pretend I still feel very much like singing
as they carry the bodies away.

(Leonard Cohen)

Y encontrar viejas promesas de amor ya rotas.

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