When we were Valerie

To Marisa, my favourite Leo.
For the old times. Happy birthday XX




We were never blond
But used to have long hair
Beauty in our eyes,
Flowers in our lips,
Truth in our hands.
Hung out with some good guys
Who loved us truly, deeply,
So tenderly and passionately
When we were Valerie...
There were also dumb ones
Who treated us recklessly
Out of emotional ineptitude,
Blokes who made us swim
In our own sea of tears,
Just like Alice in Wonderland,
When we were Valerie...
We were never blond
But made it through Italy
Where gorgeous guys embraced,
Cooked for us selflessly
And drove us around the Toscana
When we were Valerie
And had the wind in our arms.

Nunca fuimos rubias
Pero tuvimos el pelo largo,
Belleza en los ojos,
Flores en los labios,
Verdad en las manos.
Salimos con buenos chicos
Que nos amaron profunda,
Tierna y apasionadamente
Cuando fuimos Valerie...
Hubo también algunos necios
Que nos trataron con torpeza
Fruto de su ignorancia emocional,
Tipos que nos hicieron nadar
En nuestro propio mar de lágrimas
Como Alicia en Wonderland
Cuando fuimos Valerie...
Nunca fuimos rubias
Pero llegamos con lo puesto a Italia,
Donde nos acogieron hombres apuestos,
Cocinaron para nosotros sin pedir nada
Y nos pasearon por la Toscana
Cuando fuimos Valerie
Y abrazábamos al viento.