jueves, 2 de diciembre de 2010

Luché contra pirañas





Well i hold the rope
and i hold the sail
and i kept my papers
to keep from land in jail
and i fought piranhas
and i fought the cold
there was noone with me
i was all alone

Well it's easter morning now
and there's noone around
so i unroll the cement
and walk into the town
there was noone with me
and i was all alone
and i fought piranhas
and i fought the cold

Well you know what it's like
i don't got to tell you
who puts up a fight
walking out of hell now
when you fought piranhas
and you fought the cold
there's nobody with you
and you're all alone


Un amable lector de estas irregulares deposiciones –insomne y anónimo– me enviaba el otro día esta simpática versión del I Fought Piranhas, un clásico de The White Stripes, en rara interpretación de su autor, Jack White. ¡Gracias!

Auténtico blues mutante para sortear noches en vela.