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Bosque de Escocia

The Mountain Goats

Scotch Grove

on the way home from the party,
neither of us said a word.
leann rimes on the car stereo
sang that song you know I hate.
the one about the blackbird
and the rain came down on the windshield-
i wished it would wash us both away.
you had to open up your mouth, didn't you?
i knew what you were gonna say.
and you were Bluebeard's wife
opening every cupboard, trying to find the smoking gun.
well i told you i told you,
i told you not to open that one.

Bosque de Escocia

En el camino de regreso de la fiesta,
ninguno de los dos dijo una palabra.
Leann Rimes en el estéreo del auto
cantaba esa canción que sabes que odio.
La que habla sobre el mirlo
y la lluvia caía en el parabrisas-
deseaba que nos lavara a ambos.
¡Tenías que abrir la boca, ¿verdad?
Sabía lo que ibas a decir.
Y eras la esposa de Barba Azul
abriendo cada armario, tratando de encontrar la prueba incriminatoria.
Te lo dije, te lo dije,
te dije que no abrieras ese.

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