Pero yo sé que hay que olvidar
y olvido sin protestar.
I know that I must forget, and forget without protest ...
'The goddess of dance is a woman,' he said.
'Ah,' I answered, 'but even Terpsichore's heart knew who loved her.'
Wednesday, May 31, 2006
The Muse of Graceful Loss
El Suave was in love that night, wonderfully, spectacularly drunk on the fullness of his heart. But she belonged to another man, and El Suave would never have her. Her heels were needles lightly punching the floor, and every beat was a tear in his skin. Charlo's Olvido leaked out of the stereo.
Pero yo sé que hay que olvidar
y olvido sin protestar.
'The goddess of dance is a woman,' he said.
'Ah,' I answered, 'but even Terpsichore's heart knew who loved her.'
Pero yo sé que hay que olvidar
y olvido sin protestar.
'The goddess of dance is a woman,' he said.
'Ah,' I answered, 'but even Terpsichore's heart knew who loved her.'
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