Migala

There are two men, hardened and drunk. They walk by the wet roads of tonight. They try to march like ladies for a woman that follows them glad.
Was that night so violently cold, we thought the wind was howling for us.You looked at me, smiling and a desert reflects on your sight.
Please, please, love, be with me along 'til I become a lady like that! She never knew but that was the fortune's show of our last.

You might watch him, right now! At the office, when nobody's around. You might possibly see a rosary of pearls. Little tongues crossing his beard. And it's strange but confirms that old theory about time: Each day you exist you have more crowns to clean.
So there he is, in the ill empty hall. Vainly trying to wipe his grieved soul. Feeling like a midnight queen of the house but knowing tomorrow it will be more than a crown. And it's strange but, at least for a while, I like that man, that fat boy that sweats and could be me.

She has now one or two friends but when she was a kid she had a cockatoo that ate granpa's cigarrettes and cursed when the priest came home. Sunny days, riding the waves, now it's all grey but I swear that when she had coffee with us, a dog on her knees, we got blue. And now she had decided, not to any of us, she's having a baby.

Today is a day of disaster -I'm on the same bar. Old known people pass by, it's only my cousin that I call, as he goes to buy cigarettes and bread.
And through the glass, women look upon their shoulders I should be doing something else, in these times.
But, I'm sorry, it is the best I can do -I wonder if I can pay this bill- couples speak about their past. And it's hard to speak without anger, of these times, yes, it's very hard to speak without anger.
But I am glad that some are together and have children for their happiness.
I know I would be better doing something else, more than reading poetry. Like the girl I was here years ago with did. I'm glad some like them got married.
Now through the glass, women look upon their shoulders should I be doing something else, in these times?

Al da­a siguiente se levanto tarde. Despues de comer estuvo pensando en todo aquello, en las chicas de los veranos y en algunas apariciones ma¡s recientes como N., o J., X., S. y se sintio verdaderamente solo. Paso el resto de la tarde con un amigo hasta que se hizo de noche. Al llegar a casa se miro en un espejo y sonrio. Su vida le parecio transitada por decenas de cosas que caminaban de puntillas para no ser vistas.

If I could for a minute, succumb to the disaster of everyday, to let me go, let of cling to... I guess it would be possible to crash with one of the strangers that I cross by the street and have a premonition of happiness. But now, it's sure that I can't, and probably that's why one ghost comes every night to rock my stupid guilt, and why its way's a ring of fire. And when I finally sleep it's always the same dream, sand falling fast in a glass bell. The sand very clean, the glass so weak.

I wanted someone to enter my life
like a bird that comes into a kitchen
And starts breaking things
and crashes with doors and windows
Leaving chaos and destruction

부엌에 들어온 한 마리 새처럼
내 인생에 누군가 들어와 주길 원했다
그리고 물건을 부수고
문과 창문에 부딪히며
엉망진창으로 만들어 주기를 바랬다

This is why I accepted her kisses
as someone who has been given
a leaflet at the subway
I knew, don't ask me why or how
that we were gonna share
even our toothpaste

마치 지하철역에서 광고 전단을
받아 들 듯이 그녀의 키스를
받아 들인 건 그런 이유 때문이었다
나도 안다, 어떻게 어떠한 이유로
그녀와 치약까지 같이 쓰는
사이가 되었는지 묻지 마라

We got to know each other
by caressing each other's scars
Avoiding getting too close
to know too much

우린 서로의 흉터를 쓰다듬으며
서로에 대해 알게 됐지만
너무 많이 알게 되어
관계가 깊어지는 건 원치 않았다

We wanted happiness to be like a virus
that reaches every place in a sick body
I turned my home into a water bed
and her breasts into dark sand castles

우리는 바이러스처럼 아픈 몸 속
구석구석에 퍼지는 행복을 원했다
깊은 모래성이 된 그녀의 가슴에 파묻혀
나는 물침대에서 떠날 줄을 몰랐다

She gave me her metaphors,
her bottles of gins
and her North Africa stamp collection
At night we would talk in dreams
back to back and we would
always, always, agree

그녀는 의미심장한 말을 하며
내게 진을 따라 주었고
수집 해놓은 북아프리카 우표도 보여줬다
밤이 되면 우리는 서로의 몸을 맞대고
꿈속에서 이야기를 나누었고
우리는 언제나, 언제나 마음이 잘 맞았다

The sheets were so much like our skin
that we stopped going to work
Love became a strong big man with us,
terribly handy, a proper liar
with big eyes and red lips

침대 시트는 우리의 살결 같았고
우리는 직장에 그만 나가게 됐다
사랑은 우리에게 소중한 것이 되었다
사랑이란 커다란 눈과 빨간 입술을 가진
간편하고 그럴싸한 핑계거리였다

She made me feel brand new
I watch her get fucked up, lose touch
We listened to Nick Drake
in her tape recorder
And she told me she was a writer
I read her book in two and a half hours
And cried all the way through
as watching Bambi

그녀로 인해 새로 태어난 나는
망가지고 지친 그녀를 바라본다
우리는 그녀의 테입에 든
Nick Drake 노래를 들었다
그녀는 작가였다고 했다
그녀가 쓴 책을 두 시간 반만에
다 읽는 도중 마치 만화영화 밤비를 보듯
줄곧 눈물을 흘렸다

She told me that when I think
she has loved me all she could,
she was gonna love me a little bit more
My ego and her cynicism
got on really well and we would say
"What would you do in case I die" or
"What if I had AIDS?" or
"Don't you like the Smiths" or
"Let's shag now"

내가 그녀의 사랑을
더할 나위 없는 것으로 생각한다면
그녀는 날 조금 더 사랑해 주겠다고 했다
나의 자아와 그녀의 냉소는 너무도
잘 어울려서 이렇게 말하곤 했다
"내가 죽으면 어떻게 할거야?"
"내가 에이즈에 걸리면 어떻게 될까?"
"Smiths 노래 안 좋아해?"
"지금 할까?"

We left our fingerprints
all around my room
Breakfast was automatically made
And it would come to bed in a trolley,
no hands

내 방 안에는 온통
우리 손자국 천지였다
아침 식사는 저절로 만들어졌고
손 댈 필요도 없이 손수레에 실려
침대까지 가져와졌다

We did compete to see
who would have the best orgasms,
the nicer visions,
the biggest hangovers
And if she came pregnant we decided
it would be God hand's fault

우리는 누구의 오르가즘이 더 멋진지
누구의 꿈이 더 근사한지
누구의 숙취가 더 심한지
서로 견주어 보았다
그리고 만약 그녀가 임신하면
하느님의 실수로 돌렸을 것이다

The world was our oyster
Life was life

우리가 못 할 건 아무 것도 없었다
삶은 삶 그 자체였다

But then she had to go back to London
to see her boyfriend and her family
and her best friends
and her pet called Gus

하지만 그 때 그녀는
남자 친구와 가족, 가장 친한 친구
그리고 Gus라는 애완 동물을 보러
런던으로 돌아가야 했다

And without her I've been a mess
I've painted my nails black
and got my hair cut
I open my pictures collection
and our past can be limitless
And I know the process is
to slice each section of my story
thinner and thinner
until I'm left only with her

그녀가 떠나고 난 엉망이 됐다
손톱을 검게 칠하고
머리를 잘랐다
사진첩을 꺼내 보니
우리의 추억은 끝이 없었다
그렇게 하다 보면 내 인생 스토리는
얇아지고 앏아져서 결국
그녀와의 추억만 남게 될 것임을
나는 알고 있다

I've felt like shite all the time
no matter who I kiss or how charming
I try to be with my new birds
This is the point, isn't it?
New birds that will project me
along a wire from the underground
into the air, into the world

다른 여자와 아무리 키스를 해도
다른 '새'에게 아무리 멋지게 보이려 해도
내 기분은 항상 쳐져 있었다
바로 그게 문제였다
새로 들어온 새가 나를 꺼내
지하에서 창공으로 이끌어 줄 것이다
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