Last time I saw you
We had just split in two.
You were looking at me.
I was looking at you.
You had a way so familiar,
But I could not recognize,
Cause you had blood on your face;
I had blood in my eyes.
But I could swear by your expression
That the pain down in your soul
Was the same as the one down in mine.
That's the pain,
Cuts a straight line
Down through the heart;
We called it love.
"The Origin of Love"
by Hedwig and the Angry Inch
jajaja es como si esta entrada tuviera audio para miiiii! jajaja tus gritos, esas erres.. =)
ResponderEliminarCause you had blood on your face and i had blood in my eyes
Ése es el origen, pero el fundamento es la libertad. La gente piensa que en este caso la libertad conlleva que puedes irte con otro/a, pero es justo al revés: la libertad es la garantía de tu amor, porque has elegido a alguien por quien es, no por lo que te hace sentir. Lo primero no cambia nunca, lo segundo sí, y otros/as pueden hacértelo sentir también.
ResponderEliminarJo, cómo me he enrollado...