VOZ DE ALMA

Escuchar esta canción te estruja el corazón. Te lo convierte en algo chiquitito y te das cuenta de que aunque a veces no lo creas, tienes alma. Demasiada alma. Tanta que a veces te cuesta cargar con ella.
La grabación es de un concierto en Italia, pero podría pasar perfectamente por una del pasado mes de junio. Cuando tuvimos el privilegio de verlo en casa, en el Festival (a)phònica. Una noche memorable, inolvidable, de las que no se borrarán de mi mente por más años que pasen.

There was a time when I was playing rough/ But nowadays I take it sort of cool/ Why do I feel this way /I don't wanna be alone She's mine but I'm not hers/ Everytime we meet it's wonderful/ And though she only loves me as a friend/ I always want to see her /But I hate to say goodbye/She's mine but I'm not hers/ She's mine, she's mine /She's mine but I'm not hers/ Now and then I meet her and her man/ I must admit I used to like him too /But see them walk together/ It just makes me wanna cry/ She's mine but I'm not hers /They always keep their TV on at night /So no one in the house can hear them fight/ But I've seen the bruices /And I know about the scars /She's mine but I'm not hers /She's mine, she's mine /She's mine but I'm not hers