Nov 21 2008
Art lover / The Kinks. — 1981
Mañana The Kinks Are the Village Green Preservation Society cumple 40 añitos. En apenas 2 semanas y media empieza a correr un merecido superventas de esta navidad. Dicen los rumores (y dicen que pronto lo publicará Rolling Stone) que esta vez se vuelven a arrejuntar. Ray Davies, 64 primaveras, tienes la sonrisa y la voz más bonita sobre la faz de la tierra.
En fin, mientras sigas componiendo y cantando ya me conformo.
“Art lover” en Give the people what they want / The Kinks. — 1981
Sunday afternoon there's something special It's just like another world. Jogging in the park is my excuse To look at all the little girls. I'm not a flasher in a rain coat, I'm not a dirty old man, I'm not gonna snatch you from your mother, I'm an art lover. Come to daddy, Ah, come to daddy, Come to daddy. Pretty little legs, I want to draw them, Like a Degas ballerina. Pure white skin, like porcelain, She's a work of art and I should know I'm an art lover. Come to daddy, And I'll give you some spangles. Little girl don't notice me Watching as she innocently plays. She can't see me staring at her Because I'm always wearing shades. She feeds the ducks, looks at the flowers. I follow her around for hours and hours. I'd take her home, but that could never be, She's just a substitute For what's been taken from me. Ah, come to daddy, come on. Sunday afternoon can't last forever, Wish I could take you home. So, come on, give us a smile Before you vanish out of view. I've learned to appreciate you The way art lovers do, And I only want to look at you.
Miedo no, pero algo de cague con la responsabilidad de no dejar esto tirado, sí.
