My way of hearing voices…
Imi place Regina Spektor….inca de anul trecut pe vremea asta cand in gand imi canta On the radio in timpul unor momente care s-au dovedit extrem de semnificative. Regina are o frumusete clasica, e un copil cu ochi mari si inocenti si o femeie cu buze senzuale, cu o voce impecabila, pura, clara si care scrie versuri-povesti. E rusoaica, evreica si americanca sau none of the above. Si-n ea gasesc, la fel ca si in mine, nuante si ganduri inradacinate adanc imbracate in “lalala” si o veselie ce cucereste totul. Si asta e un clip care pentru mine e extrem de real, prezent mereu si niciodata pe deplin, cause sometimes I hear these voices and sometimes they really break my heart:
And suppose I never ever met you
Suppose we never fell in love
Suppose I never ever let you kiss me so sweet and so soft
Suppose I never ever saw you
Suppose we never ever called
Suppose I kept on singing love songs just to break my own fall
Just to break my fall
Just to break my fall
Break my fall
Break my fall
Si tanti asta are un cantec despre baobabi, care pentru noi sunt mai speciali asa, din motive purrrr personale, care are printre altele urmatoarele versuri:
And I wouldn’t raise my child inside the city anyway
They grow up too savvy
And they grow up too fast
And they know about buying shit
And they know about sex
And they know about investment banking
And also about brokerage burns
And they know about the numbers
And they know about the words
And they know about the bottom lines
And also about stones
And they know about careers
And about the real deals
And they all grow up and become people’s people with people skills
But you have tamed me
Now you must take me
How am I supposed to be
I don’t have my thorns now…


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