Noches de nostalgia…

El viernes pasado que oi el cacho de documental refernte a los 90’s me di cuenta que se me escapo mucho de lo dicho y de las imagenes (andaba cocinando cuando lo pasaron en tv), ayer me di a la tarea de cazar la repeticion y la vi, poniendo toda mi atencion a cada detalle dicho y visto. Ahora si acabe con la cocodrilera (leve, hasta eso).

Eso explica el porque el mercado de la nostalgia tiene tanto exito entre los que vivimos esas peleas ya pasadas. Hasta ayer vine a saber (en palabras de mister Stipe) como fue y que significo esta cancion (que es de las que mas me agradan) del emblematico Automatic for the people.

Uhm… habria sido interesante saber que «hubiera» pasado con Kurt Cobain vivo 😛

Nightswimming
(Berry/Buck/Mills/Stipe)
Nightswimming deserves a quiet night
The photograph on the dashboard, taken years ago,
Turned around backwards so the windshield shows
Every streetlight reveals the picture in reverse
Still, it’s so much clearer
I forgot my shirt at the water’s edge
The moon is low tonight
Nightswimming deserves a quiet night
I’m not sure all these people understand
Lyric provided by http://www.SortMusic.com
It’s not like years ago,
The fear of getting caught,
Of recklessness and water
They cannot see me naked
These things, they go away,
Replaced by everyday
Nightswimming, remembering that night
September’s coming soon
I’m pining for the moon
And what if there were two
Side by side in orbit
Around the fairest sun?
That bright, tight forever drum
Could not describe nightswimming
You, I thought I knew you
You, I cannot judge
You, I thought you knew me,
This one laughing quietly underneath my breath
Nightswimming
The photograph reflects,
Every streetlight a reminder
Nightswimming deserves a quiet night, deserves a quiet night