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Hoy os pongo "Tears dry on their own" de Amy Winehouse. Trata de mujeres crecidas, liberadas y estupendas, que es como me siento yo hoy… después de un fin de semana de cine y subidón de autoestima.

Esta canción se la dedico a mi amiga Patricia, por ser una mujer estupenda y porque sé que le gusta, especialmente la letra. El video lo tenéis aquí (ese pelo!).

TEARS DRY ON THEIR OWN

All I can ever be to you

Is a darkness that we know,

And this regret I got accustomed to.

Once it was so right

When we were at our high,

Waiting for you in the hotel at night.

I knew I hadn't met my match,

But every moment we could snatch,

I don't know why I got so attached.

It's my responsibility,

And you don't owe nothing to me,

But to walk away I have no capacity.

He walks away,

The sun goes down,
He takes the day but I'm grown
And in your way,

In this blue shade

My tears dry on their own.

I don't understand,

Why do I stress a man,

When there's so many bigger things at hand.

We could've never had it all,
We had to hit a wall,
So this is an inevitable withdrawal.
Even if I stop wanting you

And perspective pushes true,

I'll be some next man's other woman soon.

I couldn't play myself again,
I should just be my own best friend,

Not fuck myself in the head with stupid men.

He walks away,
sun goes down,

He takes the day but I'm grown
And in your way,

In this blue shade

My tears dry on their own.

So we are history,
Your shadow covers me,

The sky above a blaze

He walks away,

The sun goes down,

He takes the day but I'm grown

And in your way,

In this blue shade

My tears dry on their own.

I wish I could say no regrets,
And no emotional debts,
Cause as we kiss goodbye the sun sets.

So we are history,

Your shadow covers me,

The sky above a blaze that only lovers see.

He walks away,
The sun goes down,

He takes the day but I'm grown
And in your way,

In my blue shade

My tears dry on their own.

He walks away,

The sun goes down,
He takes the day but I am grown

And in your way,

My deep shade,

My tears dry on their own.

He walks away,
The sun goes down,

He takes the day but I'm grown

And in your way,

My deep shade,
My tears dry...