Neutral Milk Hotel “Oh Sister / Ferris Wheel On Fire”
_______Two brand new, and unreleased Neutral Milk Hotel songs.
A Flauta-Vértebra
A todas vocês,
que eu amei e que eu amo,
ícones guardados num coração-caverna,
como quem num banquete ergue a taça e celebra,
repleto de versos levanto meu crânio.
Penso, mais de uma vez:
seria melhor talvez
pôr-me o ponto final de um balaço.
Em todo caso
eu
hoje vou dar meu concerto de adeus.
Memória!
Convoca aos salões do cérebro
um renque inumerável de amadas.
Verte o riso de pupila em pupila,
veste a noite de núpcias passadas.
De corpo a corpo verta a alegria.
Esta noite ficará na História.
Hoje executarei meus versos
na flauta de minhas próprias vértebras.
Vladimir Maiakóvski
A happy sunny day. The bird sang the blues. Confined inside his cubicle office, a man felt satisfied.
“I do not wish to be a better person, or a better friend, or a better christian. I feel fine. Mostly, I feel sane”.
Grabbed by a fit of optimism, he jumped out of his chair and went for a walk inside his tiny office. Not a thought in his mind. Standing by the window, he saw the sun reflect upon the completely bald head of a man, about his age. Such a sight impelled him to suddenly forget all his cheerfulness and move to more dreadful thoughts.
“How can I see her now when I’m on the brink of hating her? How can I kiss someone I despise? Wouldn’t that be somewhat sad? Traumatizing, even? I shouldn’t be asking myself such things…” He stated, pausing sorrowfully for a second, and went on. “No, I most definitely hate her now. Sanity is not desirable. Not at all”.
Finally, he grasped his shirt by his necktie and pulled himself out of the window.
FIN
“Ferris Wheel on Fire”
