Enviciada

Bueno, no tanto como enviciada, pero debo confesar que en este momento me siento cautivada por algunas canciones de esta artista tan especial, Regina Spektor, que está causando furor en el mundo de la música. Esto por su innovador e inclasificable estilo, por las mezclas de sonido, por el registro de su voz y por su virtuosismo en el piano.
A continuación les dejo con 2 letras de los que para mi son temas muy agradables de escuchar. No puedo evitar sentirme transportada a un lugar especial gracias a ellos, a la vez de intrigada por el verdadero significado que hay detrás de sus letras.

Samson

You are my sweetest downfall
I loved you first, I loved you first
Beneath the sheets of paper lies my truth
I have to go, I have to go
Your hair was long when we first met

Samson went back to bed
Not much hair left on his head
He ate a slice of wonder bread and went right back to bed
And history books forgot about us and the bible didn't mention us
The bible didn't mention us, not even once

You are my sweetest downfall
I loved you first , I loved you first
Beneath the stars came falling on our heads
But there just soft light, there just soft light
Your hair was long when we first met

Samson came to my bed
Told me that my hair was red
He told me i was beautiful and came into my bed
Oh I cut his hair myself one night
A pair of dull scissors and the yellow light
And he told me that I'd done alright
and kissed me till the morning light, the morning light
and he kissed me till the morning light

Samson came back to bed
not much hair left on his head
Ate a slice of wonderbread and went right back to bed
Oh, we couldn't bring the columns down
Yeah we couldn't destroy a single one
And history books forgot about us
And the bible didn't mention us, not even once

You are my sweetest downfall
I loved you first.


Somedays

Somedays aren't yours at all
They come and go as if they're someone elses days
They come and leave you behind some elses face
And it's harsher than yours
And colder than yours

They come in all quiet sweep up and then they leave
And you don't hear a single floor board creak
They're so much stronger than the friends you try to keep by your side

Downtown, downtown
I'm not here, not anymore
I've gone away
Don't call me don't write

I'm in love with your daughter
I want to have her baby I'm in love with your daughter
So can I please

Downtown, downtown
I'm not here
Not anymore
I've gone away don't call me don't write
I've gone away don't call me don't write

Somedays aren't yours at all
They come and go as if they're someone elses days
They come and leave you behind some elses face
And it's harsher than yours