6.6.07


sounds and silences: DAVID BERMAN

Her little ponds - He arose tonight, all he didn’t want was to keep an eye on those birds / For a minute or two, it crowed out the usual musings on, the song he was going to find earlier but didn't because he didn’t heard you stirring / Everyman’s life is a mystery for me, but mine / Everywhere I go I slip in her little ponds of purple water.
Sus peque帽os charcos - Se levant贸 por la noche, todo lo que no quer铆a era ver a esos p谩jaros / Por un minuto o dos, eso disip贸 cualquier quebradero de cabeza, la canci贸n que iba a encontrar antes pero no lo hizo porque no te oy贸 cuando te levantaste / La vida de todos los hombres es un misterio para m铆, menos la m铆a / All谩 donde voy patino en sus peque帽os charcos de agua p煤rpura.

[Mi nueva cancion... 脷ltimamente leo a Raymond Carver, cualquiera que lo haya le铆do se dar谩 cuenta escandalosamente. Pero siempre que algo me fascina encuentro que habla de m铆 de un modo extra帽o, es algo patol贸gico, vanidoso seguro, pero aprendo.]
[My new song... Lately I'm reading Raymond Carver, anyone that has read him would noticed it scandalously. But when something fascinates me I find that it's talking about me in a strange way, it's something pathological, conceited for sure, but I do learn.]