Ya pasó más de un mes sin el abuelo y aún no reuní el suficiente coraje para dedicarme a la tarea que me dejó.
Será cuestión de horas... días? Motivación me sobra. El tema es el punto de arranque, como todo. Con tantas cosas para hacer, cómo hay gente dando vueltas por ahí con tanto tiempo??
Una letra que me identifica. Pese a que me encantaba la canción, su sentido me había pasado inadvertido...
"She Talks To Rainbows" (The Ramones)
She's a little lost girl in her own little world
She looks so happy but she seems so sad
ah ah oh yea oh oh oh yea
She's a little lost girl in her own little world
I'd like to help her I'd like to try
ah ah oh yea oh oh oh yea
She talks to birds she talks to angels
she talks to trees she talks to bees
She don't talk to me
Talks to the rainbows and to the seas
she talks to the trees
She don't talk to me
Don't talk to me
You know she drives me outta my mind
You know she drives me outta my head
She talks to birds
...She's a little lost girl in her own little world
She looks so happy but she seems so sad
ah ah oh yea oh oh oh yea
She's a little lost girl in her own little world
I'd like to help her I'd like to try
ah ah oh yea oh oh oh yea
She talks to birds she talks to angels
she talks to trees she talks to bees
She don't talk to me
Talks to the rainbows and to the seas
she talks to trees
She don't talk to me
Don't talk to me
She don't talk to me
Don't talk to me
She don't talk to me
Don't talk to me
She don't talk to me
Don't talk to me
(Para mi pequeña María, aún encerrada)
