Ganadores – Winners


I don’t wanna talk about the things we’ve gone through; though it’s hurting me, now it’s history. I’ve played all my cards and that’s what you’ve done too. Nothing more to say, no more aces to play. The winner takes it all, the loser standing small: beside the victory, that’s her destiny. I was in your arms thinking I belonged there. I figured it made sense building me a fence, building me a home thinking. I’d be strong there but I was a fool playing by the rules. The gods may throw a dice, their minds as cold as ice and someone way down here loses someone dear. The winner takes it. All the loser has to fall. It’s simple and it’s plain: why should I complain? But tell me: does she kiss like I used to kiss you? Does it feel the same when she calls your nam? Somewhere deep inside you must know I miss you, but what can I say, rules must be obeyed. The judges will decide the likes of me abide, spectators of the show always staying low. The game is on again, a lover or a friend, a big thing or a small The winner takes it all. I don’t wanna talk if it makes you feel sad and I understand you’ve come to shake my hand. I apologize if it makes you feel bad seeing me so tense, no self-confidence. But you see: the winner takes it all.


(Versión prosificada de «The winner takes it all» -porque hoy, más que nunca, he descubierto que esta es una verdad como un templo, ahora que ABBA se ha vuelto a poner de moda y con una imagen de wallig tomada en el Museo de Orsay de Le vainqueur au combat de coqs de Alexandre Falguière  y Une trouvaille à Pompéi de Hippolyte Moulin)

3 comentarios en “Ganadores – Winners”

  1. Emotivo y profundo

    El más mínimo error al jugar el partido nos hace perdedores. Unas veces es injusto y otras no. El ganador se queda con todo.

    ABBA siempre

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