Para empezar la semana con fuerza, he elegido hoy un tema más cañerillo. Se trata de Spin in the rye, del grupo The Unfinished Sympathy. A pesar de lo que pueda parecer, es un grupo español, que empezó a tocar allá por el 2001. La canción pertenece al cuarto álbum de este quinteto barcelonés: We push, you pull (2006). Un rock contundente pero con influencias de otros estilos.
Letra:
She lays on the grass
She still got to learn
It wasn’t the rain what made her grow up
Just troubles and painA spin in the rye
A watering hole
As everytime I feel so alone
I dial your phoneAnd I seek in her eyes
And I see my very face
Who I am
It’s cold in this lonely road to hell[estribillo]
You, you’d drive all night until you’d knock at my door
I left you standing in the pouring rain
I keep moving like a sharkAnd I can’t deny
The pleasure is mine
When all of the blood I’m spilling around
Sounds like lullabyBut I get shy
When I should say «no»
Your flesh is a feast that turns me on
My values are goneAnd I seek in her eyes
And I see my very face
Who I am
It’s cold in this lonely road to hell[estribillo]
I’m mad and on the run
Killing for fun
I’m coming out of hiding when my victim’s closer
Again you will rely
On how I justify
Our reasons for intimacy are barely humanYou, you’d drive all night until you’d knock at my door
I left you standing like a fool in the rain
I keep moving like a shark[estribillo]