giovedì 12 aprile 2018

Midori


Tentativo di tradurre e rendere musicale il post La ballata di Midori







Midori, I have so much time that I'd like to give you some,
 and let you sleep in there.


Androgynous Midori with very short hair
hairless on the tongue and narrow in waist
A Marlboro she smokes and Exhale from the nose,
in the ashtray the cigarette –like a man- she crushes
She plays guitar and cooks crazy dishes
She doesn’t feel sadness and pain,
But she stand all night and waiting in vain
You know, She’s always hungry for affection.
and that's the cause of all her affliction
  



Let's go to the terrace to see the fire?
2 pillows, 4 beers,  We hear voices cries,
A child calls his mother while someone is dying. 
Her guitar plays,  and the ash around flying

The curiosity of this situation is stronger
 than the fear of dying burned.
She stops smoking, and we waiting a bit
I surround her shoulders then taste her thin lips.
with no specific purpose, A sweet and calm kiss .




Androgynous Midori with very short hair
hairless on the tongue an narrow in waist
A Marlboro she smokes and Exhale from the nose,
in the ashtray the cigarette -like a man- she crushes
She plays guitar and cooks crazy dishes
She doesn’t  feel sadness and pain,
But she stand all night and waiting in vain
You know, She’s always hungry for affection.
and that's the cause of all her affliction




Midori is the first to break the silence
And in that moment I realize that the fragile magic of that autumn afternoon has already vanished somewhere.



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