Perfect Life
When I was 13 I had a sister for 6 months
She arrived one february morning
Pale and shellshocked, from past lives I could not imagine
She was 3 years older than me, but in no time we became friends
We’d listen to her mix tapes; Dead Can Dance, Filter, This Mortal Coil
She introduced me to her favourite books, gave me clothes, and my first cigarette
Sometimes we would head down to Blackbirds Moor
To watch the barges on Grand Union in the twilight.
She said “the water has no memory.”
For a few months everything about our lives was perfect
It was only us, we were inseparable
But gradually, she passed into another distant part of my memory
Until I could no longer remember her face
Her voice, even her name
We have got
We have got the perfect life...
Vida perfecta
Cuando tenía 13 años tuve una hermana durante 6 meses
Llegó una mañana de febrero
Pálido y conmocionado, de vidas pasadas que no podía imaginar
Ella era 3 años mayor que yo, pero en poco tiempo nos hicimos amigos
Escuchábamos sus cintas mezcladas: Dead Can Dance, Filter, This Mortal Coil
Me presentó sus libros favoritos, me dio ropa, y mi primer cigarrillo
A veces nos dirigíamos a Blackbirds Moor
Para ver las barcazas en Grand Union en el crepúsculo
Dijo que «el agua no tiene memoria
Durante unos meses todo en nuestras vidas fue perfecto
Éramos sólo nosotros, éramos inseparables
Pero poco a poco, ella pasó a otra parte distante de mi memoria
Hasta que ya no pude recordar su rostro
Su voz, incluso su nombre
Tenemos
Tenemos la vida perfecta