Catarsis

Depósito sin combustible. Estación Catarsis: Pónganse cómodos, protéjanse de la fría y rutinaria realidad y sean cibertransportados a un subespacio donde reinan el blanco y el negro. Espero pasen una agradable estancia entre humo, acordes, reminiscencias, quimeras... y les animo participen de ella hasta que con algo de suerte puedan llegar a su destino o den con una estación más confortable.

4.2.06



Jolene Jolene Jolene Jolene,
I'm begging of you, please don't take my man
Jolene Jolene Jolene Jolene,
please don't take him even though you can

your beauty is beyond compare
with flaming locks of auburn hair
with ivory skin
and eyes of emerald green

your smile is like a breath of spring
and your voice is soft like a summer rain
and I cannot compete with you Jolene
and he talks about you in his sleep
and there is nothing I can do to keep
from crying when he calls your name, Jolene

Jolene Jolene Jolene Jolene,
I'm begging of you please don't take my man
Jolene Jolene Jolene Jolene,
please don't take him even though you can

well I could easily understand
how you could easily take my man
but you don't know what he means to me Jolene
well you could have your choice of men
but I could never love again
he's the only one for me Jolene
and I had to have this talk with you
my happiness depends on you
and whatever you decide to do Jolene

Jolene Jolene Jolene Jolene,
I'm begging of you please don't take my man
Jolene Jolene Jolene Jolene,
please don't take him even though you can.

2 Comments:

At 07 febrero, 2006 01:24, Blogger J.Álvarez said...

Esos peazo de The White Stripes! Cada vez me gustan más, ellos, su directo, su último disco, sus discos anteriores, y ¡ah! su decisión de versionar siempre temas de Dylan diferentes en sus directos. :D

 
At 13 febrero, 2006 20:35, Blogger Mentenferma said...

Dylanita hasta la médula... jejeje.
Yo a ver si descubro más de los Stripes, de momento esta canción suena obsesivamente en mi cabeza...

 

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