Ruben Capizzano

Bueno, llego la noche mas (o menos) esperada…
Estoy a horas de que me operen el pie y soy una ensalada de nervios, miedo, ansiedad, bronca, entusiasmo, etc.

Todos dicen que me quede tranquilo, que va a salir todo bien, que es una pavada…
Pero bueno, no están adentro mio.

Mañana voy a estar susurrando esta cancion de The Rolling Stones…
Adios!

Here I lie in my hospital bed
Tell me, sister morphine, when are you coming round again?
Oh, I don’t think I can wait that long
Oh, you see that Im not that strong

The scream of the ambulance is sounding in my ears
Tell me, sister morphine, how long have I been lying here?
What am I doing in this place?
Why does the doctor have no face?

Oh, I can’t crawl across the floor
Ah, can’t you see, sister morphine, Im trying to score

Well it just goes to show
Things are not what they seem
Please, sister morphine, turn my nightmares into dreams
Oh, can’t you see Im fading fast?
And that this shot will be my last

Sweet cousin cocaine, lay your cool cool hand on my head
Ah, come on, sister morphine, you better make up my bedCause you know and I know in the morning I’ll be dead
Yeah, and you can sit around, yeah and you can watch all the
Clean white sheets stained red.