Yes love, up into the blue, like gossamer.
Ah well, natural laws, natural laws, I suppose it's like everything else, it all depends on the creature you happen to be. All I can say for my part is that for me they are not what they were when I was young and. . . foolish and. . . (flatering, head down). . . beautiful. . . possibly. . . lovely. . . in a way. . . to look at. (Pause. Head up) Forgive me, Willie, sorrow keeps breaking in.
Ah well, natural laws, natural laws, I suppose it's like everything else, it all depends on the creature you happen to be. All I can say for my part is that for me they are not what they were when I was young and. . . foolish and. . . (flatering, head down). . . beautiful. . . possibly. . . lovely. . . in a way. . . to look at. (Pause. Head up) Forgive me, Willie, sorrow keeps breaking in.
*Happy Days, Beckett.
3 comentarios:
esos puntos suspensivos me dan vuelta como a Condorito.
la verdad que mas que beckett te podrias haber copado con una leyenda de becquer
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this one.
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