Con esto de la eurocopa, el otro día vi a sara carbonero en la tele, me había
olvidado por completo de ella y entonces volvieron muchos recuerdos, el mundial
y su beso, mi post de queremos que los hombres sean cursis. Ahí sigue, con más
vigencia que nunca. Y también el miedo a que la historia se repita, pero no, el tiempo no pasa en balde, soy mucho más fuerte que hace dos años, he aprendido muchas cosas, y ahora bebo gintonics que no se suben a la cabeza. Ahora si sufro es por cosas de verdad.
Ayer el hombre del tiempo dijo que quedaban dos días para el
verano. Me hizo gracia, si ya es verano pensé, yo llevo días viviendo en verano. Sin saberlo cuando escribí mi último post he seguido viviendo aventuras de niña mayor, a veces se tienen deseos difíciles
de cumplir, de esos que no dependen de ti que se cumplan, pero si se puede hacer que sean
especiales. Y cuando pasan te das cuenta que todo es fugaz como la música de
beach house que tiene algo que se te escapa, que termina sus canciones y te
dejan una sensación de felicidad pero también de irrealidad. No sabes si tu
sueño de escuchar bloom abrazada a alguien ha sido de verdad o fue un sueño,
como pensar que vivías tu primer fin de semana de verano porque hay cosas que
solo pueden pasar en verano y resulta que no, que era el último fin de semana de
primavera. Y justo hoy había tormentas, primaverales todavía, y te da miedo que los próximos días sean de rayos y truenos y que las nubes bajen demasiado y haya niebla y que encima todo sea más difuso todavía.
Mañana me cortaré el pelo para que el verano me pille bien guapa. Ha llegado la hora de dejar las horquillas y los coleteros y estar cómoda y fresquita.
Siempre habrá canciones que nos hagan recordar sueños
cumplidos. Que aparezcan una mañana con sabor a champán y que vuelva esa sensación de momento irrepetible.
Ya se que es muy larga pero es tan bonita .......no le sobra ni una línea
Can you feel the change in the air?
now days are growing longer and wine comes in bottles that we carry
to drink on terraces and short sleeves are back in style
to show parts of naked flesh
hormone levels are high, I feel itchy between the legs
nights are getting sleepless , tossing and turning on your bed
can´t close an eye before the dawn and touching yourself is futile
cause it´s June again and it´s time for love
don´t be alone now , it..s June again ! Find a boy or a girl to spend the summer in the city
if you´re clever you can catch a ship and sail away to some island
´cause winter will be back soon /and you will be sorry
it´s the time of the season for me, the time to leave the past behind
the time to forgive and forget
the time to find time to begin one more time
´cause it´s June again and it´s time for love
when I saw you dancing I told to myself
you could be this year´s man to spend the summer in the city
and won´t you come home with me? I´m dying to go down on you
and then we could some spooning
I´ll see you tomorrow and the day after and next week and I start visualising
that I take you in my car to that beach close to my parents´house
where I always go with summertime boyfriends!
thank God it´s June again, thank God it´s June again!
I already know how it goes on, we will take the ship to go to the islands
I will have a taste of your salty back, we will fuck awkwardly in a tent but it feels all-right
we will fall asleep under the stars and we will take loads of photos to tie us together when the first rains come
and as the days grow colder we´ll seek shelter under shared blankets
December is already here and you´ll buy me the best Christmas gift I was ever been given
and what a way to start a New Year, screwing our brains out after a drugged up New Years eve
spring flowers up but doubt already lingers
shall we break up for boredom or a touch of pain?
but can you feel it, can you sense it in the air?
summer´s coming, don´t tell me I have to do it all over again!
it´s June again, and it´s time for love
it´s June again, and it´s time for love
it´s June again, and if you´re still here
that means there is a hope, that means there is a hope
that means there is a hope, that means there is a hope to break this circle
of endless summer boyfriends
but only if you stay till next June, only if you stay till next June.
now days are growing longer and wine comes in bottles that we carry
to drink on terraces and short sleeves are back in style
to show parts of naked flesh
hormone levels are high, I feel itchy between the legs
nights are getting sleepless , tossing and turning on your bed
can´t close an eye before the dawn and touching yourself is futile
cause it´s June again and it´s time for love
don´t be alone now , it..s June again ! Find a boy or a girl to spend the summer in the city
if you´re clever you can catch a ship and sail away to some island
´cause winter will be back soon /and you will be sorry
it´s the time of the season for me, the time to leave the past behind
the time to forgive and forget
the time to find time to begin one more time
´cause it´s June again and it´s time for love
when I saw you dancing I told to myself
you could be this year´s man to spend the summer in the city
and won´t you come home with me? I´m dying to go down on you
and then we could some spooning
I´ll see you tomorrow and the day after and next week and I start visualising
that I take you in my car to that beach close to my parents´house
where I always go with summertime boyfriends!
thank God it´s June again, thank God it´s June again!
I already know how it goes on, we will take the ship to go to the islands
I will have a taste of your salty back, we will fuck awkwardly in a tent but it feels all-right
we will fall asleep under the stars and we will take loads of photos to tie us together when the first rains come
and as the days grow colder we´ll seek shelter under shared blankets
December is already here and you´ll buy me the best Christmas gift I was ever been given
and what a way to start a New Year, screwing our brains out after a drugged up New Years eve
spring flowers up but doubt already lingers
shall we break up for boredom or a touch of pain?
but can you feel it, can you sense it in the air?
summer´s coming, don´t tell me I have to do it all over again!
it´s June again, and it´s time for love
it´s June again, and it´s time for love
it´s June again, and if you´re still here
that means there is a hope, that means there is a hope
that means there is a hope, that means there is a hope to break this circle
of endless summer boyfriends
but only if you stay till next June, only if you stay till next June.
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