Dark glasses

- !Que lentes tan grandes tienes! - dijo Bambi con el hoodie rojo,
- Son para que NO me veas mejor... - respondió el bobo feroz...

I have never liked dark glasses,
They conceal the eyes,
They hide what counts
Behind a shade of cool.
The shades of a fool,
Don’t let me read your true intentions,
Even if that speaks eloquently about your intent
To begin with,
You don’t like me to see you cry,
To know,
That you can fail, even when you try,
Try, try,
Well we all do, Bambi,
And we miss so low, even when we aim so high.
“I love your glasses”
Does not have Moon River,
We’ve not watched together
Breakfast at Tiffany’s or Saturday Night Fever,
There is not a song
About Caracas in the springtime,
And of all the things in my list,
I cannot count you as mine,
Tori isn’t your cup of tea,
And I really don’t mind, you see,
We don’t have time to do the things
We want to do,
like have kids or have flings,
Hunter Thompson isn’t as appealing as
Horacio Quiroga, and
You may not have the lipstick gloss colour that you want,
And I don’t have you,
Bambi,
Nothing is right in the world,
So we try, try again,
It is never in vain,
If it ends in tears, then it's good for art,
When the reward has a smile that breaks your heart,
Fuck it, right? C’est la vie, that’s just life,
Just as beautiful as a Modigliani wife,
Well,
I may not have you beside me as mediator for the masses,
But you don’t see me wearing dark glasses…