Excuse me, miss. I couldn’t help noticing you and I wonder… would you care to join me for a drink? Just talking. I’m having a really… really bad night, and… I can’t seem to find anyone who just… just sit with me… for just… without yelling at me or something, you know? I obviously wouldn’t approach you in this state… were I not so… unusually… intrigued. Well. There. I bared my soul to you. May I?
I remember when I was a little girl, our house caught on fire
I’ll never forget the look on my father’s face as he gathered me up
In his arms and raced through the burning building out onto the pavement
And I stood there shivering in my pajamas
And watched the whole world go up in flames
And when it was all over I said to myself
“Is that all there is to a fire?”
Is that all there is? Is that all there is?
If that’s all there is, my friends, then let’s keep dancing
Lets bring out the booze and have a ball
If that’s all there is
When I was twelve years old, my daddy took me to the circus
The greatest show on Earth
There were clowns and elephants and dancing bears
And a beautiful lady in pink tights flew high above our heads
And as I sat there watching
I had the feeling that something was missing
I don’t know what, but when it was all over
I said to myself, “Is that all there is to the circus?”
Is that all there is? Is that all there is?
If that’s all there is, my friends, then let’s keep dancing
Lets bring out the booze and have a ball
If that’s all there is
And then I fell in love
With the most wonderful boy in the world
We’d take long walks down by the river, or just sit for hours
Gazing into each other’s eyes, we were so very much in love
And then one day, he went away and I thought I’d die, but I didn’t
And when I didn’t, I said to myself, “Is that all there is to love?”
Is that all there is? Is that all there is?
If that’s all there is, my friends, then let’s keep
I know what you must be saying to yourselves
If that’s the way she feels about it, why doesn’t she just end it all?
Oh, no, not me, I’m not ready for that final disappointment
‘Cause I know, just as well as I’m standing here talking to you
That when that final moment comes and I’m breathing my last breath
I’ll be saying to myself
Is that all there is? Is that all there is?
If that’s all there is, my friends, then let’s keep dancing
Lets bring out the booze and have a ball
If that’s all there is
Recuerdo una versión muy linda de P.J. Harvey… y qué película Después de hora, la puta madre. Vieron que en el cable no la pasan nunca?
Dieguez, al margen de pensar que es Ud. sin duda un nostálgico quiza algo melodramático sin remedio, (a la luz de sus muchas citas que lei bastante desprolijamente), debo decir, mierda, qué auténtica delicia esta canción. Y que interpretación del carajo.
El detalle de integrar el audio al blog merece cuanto menos un cálido agradecimiento. Hoy alquilo “Después de Hora” apenas llegue a mi barrio.
Gracias también por esto. Un abrazo.
Alejandro.
does anyone knows if there is any other information about this subject in other languages?