{"id":3489,"date":"2009-09-09T22:42:29","date_gmt":"2009-09-09T21:42:29","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.granadablogs.com\/pateandoelmundo\/?p=3489"},"modified":"2009-09-09T22:59:13","modified_gmt":"2009-09-09T21:59:13","slug":"cuaversos-%c2%bfsolo-o-en-compania","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.granadablogs.com\/pateandoelmundo\/cuaversos-%c2%bfsolo-o-en-compania\/","title":{"rendered":"CUAVERSOS \u00bfSOLO O EN COMPA\u00d1\u00cdA?"},"content":{"rendered":"

Dec\u00eda Silvi\u00f1a que soy\u00a0bipolar. \u00a1Qu\u00e9 va! Soy G\u00e9minis. Y por eso, a veces parezco contradictorio. Pero no lo soy. Digamos… que me complemento. Por ejemplo, hoy pongo las letras de estas dos canciones de Tom Waits\u00a0juntas. Una, esa \u00abBetter off without a wife\u00bb de la que hablaba en la entrada \u00abSilencio\u00bb<\/a>.<\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/p>\n

<\/object><\/p>\n

Su letra completa es \u00e9sta:<\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/p>\n

All my friends are married<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

every Tom and Dick and Harry<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

you must be strong<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

to go it alone<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

here’s to the bachelors<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

and the bowery bums<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

and those who feel that they’re the ones<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

who are better off without a wife<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

CHORUS<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

I like to sleep until the crack of noon<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

midnight howlin’ at the moon<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

goin’ out when I wanto, comin’ home when I please<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

I don’t have to ask permission<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

if I want to go out fishing<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

and I never have to ask for the keys<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

never been no Valentino<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

had a girl who lived in Reno<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

left me for a trumpet player<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

didn’t get me down<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

he was wanted for assault<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

though he said it weren’t his fault<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

well the coppers rode him right<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

out of town<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

CHORUS<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

selfish about my privacy<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

as long as I can be with me<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

we get along so well I can’t believe<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

I love to chew the fat with folks<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

and listen to all your dirty jokes<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

I’m so thankful for these friends<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

I do receive<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

CHORUS<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/p>\n

Pero luego est\u00e1 esta otra, del mismo disco, que no encuentro en el Youtube: Nobody. Que me gusta mucho m\u00e1s que la otra. M\u00e1s simple. M\u00e1s sencilla. M\u00e1s directa. M\u00e1s real. M\u00e1s cierta. M\u00e1s apetecible. M\u00e1s identificable.<\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/p>\n

Nobody, Nobody<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

will ever love you<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

the way I could love you<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

cause nobody is that strong<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

love is bitter sweet<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

and life’s treasures deep<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

but no one can keep<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

a love that’s gone wrong<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

Nobody, Nobody<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

will ever love you<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

the way I could love you<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

cause nobody’s that strong<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

cause nobody’s that strong<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

Nobody, Nobody<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

will ever love you<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

the way I could love you<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

cause nobody is that strong<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

you’ve had many lovers<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

you’ll have many others<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

but they’ll only just break<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

your poor heart in two<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

Nobody, Nobody<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

will ever love you<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

the way I could love you<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

cause nobody’s that strong<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

cause nobody’s that strong<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00bfCon cu\u00e1l os identificais m\u00e1s? \u00bfCon el \u00abMejor sin una esposa\u00bb o con \u00abNadie te amar\u00e1 jam\u00e1s como yo\u00bb? Personalmente, me quedo con el Nobody… Pasopalabra.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Dec\u00eda Silvi\u00f1a que soy\u00a0bipolar. \u00a1Qu\u00e9 va! Soy G\u00e9minis. Y por eso, a veces parezco contradictorio. Pero no lo soy. Digamos… que me complemento. Por ejemplo, hoy pongo las letras de estas dos canciones de Tom Waits\u00a0juntas. Una, esa \u00abBetter off without a wife\u00bb de la que hablaba en la entrada \u00abSilencio\u00bb. \u00a0 Su letra completa […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[39,17],"tags":[366,43,154,872],"class_list":["post-3489","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-cuaversos-de-bitacora","category-musica","tag-amor","tag-cuaversos","tag-soledad","tag-tom-waits"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.granadablogs.com\/pateandoelmundo\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3489","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.granadablogs.com\/pateandoelmundo\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.granadablogs.com\/pateandoelmundo\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.granadablogs.com\/pateandoelmundo\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.granadablogs.com\/pateandoelmundo\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3489"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/www.granadablogs.com\/pateandoelmundo\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3489\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3491,"href":"https:\/\/www.granadablogs.com\/pateandoelmundo\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3489\/revisions\/3491"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.granadablogs.com\/pateandoelmundo\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3489"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.granadablogs.com\/pateandoelmundo\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3489"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.granadablogs.com\/pateandoelmundo\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3489"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}