Kurt..

Recuerdo esa mañana en la que me entere de tu muerte,sentí que algo había perdido para siempre, y desde entonces sigue ese vacio sin llenarse.Aun guardo el recorte de periódico donde la noticia golpeaba mis ojos y destruía para siempre tu voz, mi voz. Para muchos fuiste solo un estúpido mas pegando alaridos sin sentido, para mi no..para mi fuiste y sigues siendo la luz que iluminaba el camino tan oscuro. Por ti me uní a ese grupo de tontos pretenciosos donde tus canciones eran las principales en el repertorio, por ti todo quedo desierto después de tu partida, por ti llore al escucharte cantar "Where did you sleep last night", y lo sigo haciendo cada que escucho ese grito que desgarra mi corazón, por ti soy este cursi escribiendo estas palabras.

Ahora- después de 15 años- a mis casi 30 de una vida a la deriva, me gustaría seguir escuchando tu tristeza y abrazarla con la mía.

Donde quiera que estés, gracias por haber hecho de mi juventud algo con sentido..aunque fuera solo muy poco el tiempo que esto duro.
FELIZ CUMPLEAÑOS KURT.

Pennyroyal Tea
I'm on my time with everyoneI have very bad posture
Sit and drink Pennyroyal Tea Distill the life that's inside of me Sit and drink Pennyroyal TeaI'm anemic royalty
Give me a Leonard Cohen afterworld So I can sigh eternally
I'm so tired I can't sleepI'm a liar and a thief Sit and drink pennroyal tea I'm anemic royalty
I'm on warm milk and laxativesCherry-flavored antacids
Sit and drink Pennyroyal Tea Distill the life that's inside of me Sit and drink Pennyroyal TeaI'm anemic royalty





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Well I got a bad liver and broken heart, yeah,
I drunk me a river since you tore me apart
And I don't have a drinking problem, 'cept when I can't get a drink
And I wish you'd a-known her, we were quite a pair,
She was sharp as a razor and soft as a prayer
So welcome to the continuing saga, she was my better half, and I was just a dog
And so here am I slumped, I've been chipped and I've been chumped on my stool
So buy this fool some spirits and libations, it's these railroad station bars
And all these conductors and porters, and I'm all out of quarters
And this epitaph is the aftermath, yeah I choose my path, hey, come on, Kath,
He's a lawyer, he ain't the one for ya
No, the moon ain't romantic, it's intimidating as hell,
And some guy's trying to sell me a watch
And so I'll meet you at the bottom of a bottle of bargain Scotch
I got me a bottle and a dream, it's so maudlin it seems,
You can name your poison, go on ahead and make some noise
I ain't sentimental, this ain't a purchase, it's a rental, and it's purgatory,
And hey, what's your story, well I don't even care
'Cause I got my own double-cross to bear
And I'll see your Red Label, and I'll raise you one more,
And you can pour me a cab, I just can't drink no more,
'Cause it don't douse the flames that are started by dames,
It ain't like asbestos
It don't do nothing but rest us assured,
And substantiate the rumors that you've heard
Tom Waits