Frank Perry. “The Swimmer”. 1968
“… If they leave you alone with your misery
Deep in the fire of your fame
You'll be begging them blind
Give me love, give me love, give me love
Of every kind!..”
“… Todos, todos tenemos una hora cobarde,
una hora de hastío cuando muere la tarde….”
“… And watch them fade out
And watch them fade out
And watch them fade out
And watch them fade out…”
La mejor forma de sobrevivir es estar acostumbrado a nadar sobre aguas turbulentas. Walking dark side of the road, they used to call him Resurrection.
“… If they leave you alone with your misery
Deep in the fire of your fame
You'll be begging them blind
Give me love, give me love, give me love
Of every kind!..”
“… Todos, todos tenemos una hora cobarde,
una hora de hastío cuando muere la tarde….”
“… And watch them fade out
And watch them fade out
And watch them fade out
And watch them fade out…”
La mejor forma de sobrevivir es estar acostumbrado a nadar sobre aguas turbulentas. Walking dark side of the road, they used to call him Resurrection.
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