Backstage With The Modern Dancers
Backstage with the modern dancers
She was stretching her arms,
Configuring her body.
While they were breathing, they were shouting.
She was concentrating on her breathing
And didn't seem to mind,
As I sat there on the couch,
And tuned my guitar,
And played a few chords
Like roses growing their thorns.
Getting ready to perform
With bare feet and painted faces,
They took their places,
On shivering legs beneath colourful gowns.
And out there on the wooden floors,
The sweat from their pores.
I'm writing a list
Of songs I can sing by myself.
Backstage with the modern dancers,
Who feel it, like I do.
Like I feel it, like I feel it.
Backstage with the modern dancers,
Getting ready to go on,
She showed me her spin,
With a beauty lit from within.
And all of these things,
I don't think they should be released
Detrás del escenario con los bailarines modernos
Detrás del escenario con los bailarines modernos
Ella estiraba sus brazos,
Configurando su cuerpo.
Mientras respiraban, gritaban.
Ella se concentraba en su respiración
Y no parecía importarle,
Mientras yo estaba sentado en el sofá,
Y afinaba mi guitarra,
Y tocaba algunos acordes
Como rosas creciendo sus espinas.
Preparándose para actuar
Con pies descalzos y caras pintadas,
Tomaban sus lugares,
Con piernas temblorosas debajo de vestidos coloridos.
Y allí en los pisos de madera,
El sudor de sus poros.
Estoy haciendo una lista
De canciones que puedo cantar solo.
Detrás del escenario con los bailarines modernos,
Que lo sienten, como yo.
Como lo siento, como lo siento.
Detrás del escenario con los bailarines modernos,
Preparándose para salir,
Ella me mostró su giro,
Con una belleza iluminada desde adentro.
Y todas estas cosas,
No creo que deban ser reveladas
Escrita por: Great Lake Swimmers