Io sono stata letteralmente folgorata da quest’album di Morrissey. Era tanto tempo che non mi capitava di essere così presa da un “album straniero”. Ve ne propongo un altro brano anche se penso che il CD abbia un senso solo se ascoltato nella sua interezza….è un album in senso stretto, non solo sono belli i brani, è bello come sono montati, come si passa da un tipo di musica a un altro, i testi che si rincorrono di canzone in canzone (è un album sull’amore, sull’impossibilità dell’amore, sulla solitudine, sul fatto che si può stare da soli, sulla falsa centralità dell’amore)….bello, bello, bello
I was wasting my time
Trying to fall in love
Disappointment came to me and
Booted me and bruised and hurt me
That’s how people grow up
That’s how people grow up
I was wasting my time
Looking for love
Someone must look at me
and see their sunlit dream
I was wasting my time
Praying1 for love
For a love that never comes from
Someone who does not exist and2
That’s how people grow up
That’s how people grow up
Let me live before I die
Not me, not I!
I was wasting my life
Always thinking about myself
Someone on the deathbed said
“There are other sorrows too”
I was driving my car
I crashed and broke my spine
So yes, there are things worse in life than
Never being someone’s sweetie
That’s how people grow up
That’s how people grow up
As for me I’m ok
For now anyway
