Se ha ido...

Se ha ido. Ya no como:
quedó sin gusto el pan.
Se ha ido - todo es tiza
si lo llego a tocar.

...Para mí, era el pan,
era la nieve;
ya la nieve no es blanca,
el pan no sabe a nada.


- Marina Tsvietáieva

Serendipity

Let’s have bizarre celebrations
Let’s forget who forget what forget where
We’ll have bizarre celebrations
I’ll play the Satyr in Cypris
You the bride being stripped bare

Let’s pretend we don’t exist
Let’s pretend we’re in Antartica

Let’s have bizarre celebrations
Lets forget when forget what forget how
We’ll have bizarre celebrations
We’ll play Tristan and Isolde
But make sure I see white sails

Maybe I’ll never die
I’ll just keep growing younger with you
And you’ll grow younger too
Now it seems too lovely to be true
But I know the best things always do

Let’s pretend we don’t exist
Let’s pretend we’re in Antartica

- Of Montréal