El enemigo


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Abrió la mampara de la ducha, alargó el brazo para coger la toalla sin salirse del plato y gotear fuera lo mínimo posible. Se secó concienzudamente, con energía, y no salió hasta que no le quedaba ni una sola gota en el cuerpo. Sostuvo dos esquinas de la toalla en alto y, sin soltarlas, extendió cuidadosamente el trecho suficiente del otro extremo de la toalla para pisarlo sin mojar el suelo y secarse los pies. Se calzó las chinelas que había dejado preparadas ante la ducha, se acercó a la pileta del lavabo para afeitarse, abrió el agua caliente, cogió la brocha y la espuma y sujetó la cuchilla bajo el grifo para templar las hojas. Al alzar la vista se dio cuenta de que el espejo estaba totalmente empañado por el vapor de la ducha. Extendió la mano libre para eliminar el vaho que velaba la lámina de vidrio bruñido. Cuando lo hubo aclarado lo suficiente para empezar a vislumbrar unos rasgos lo vio todo claro por primera vez

He encontrado al enemigo... Y SOY YO




Sometimes, when you look around, everything seems still and calm on the surface... 
and then you detect a little disturbance, and you know for sure that 
underneath the surface lies some other secret world


I stood in this unsheltered place
'Til I could see the face behind the face
All that had gone before had left no trace

Down by the railway siding
In our secret world, we were colliding
In all the places we were hiding love
What was it we were thinking of?

In this house of make believe
Divided in two, like Adam and Eve
You put out and I receive
Did you think you didn't have to choose it?
That I alone could win or lose it?
In all the places we were hiding love
What was it we were thinking of?

Oh the wheel it is turning, spinning round and round
And the house it is crumbling, but the stairways stand

With no guilt and no shame, no sorrow or blame
Whatever it is, we are all the same

Breaking it up
Shaking it up
Making it up in our secret world

Seeing things that were not there
On a wing and a prayer
In this state of disrepair
Did you think you didn't have to choose it?
That I alone could win or lose it?
In all the places we were hiding love
What was it we were thinking of?

Shh, listen

Breaking it up
Shaking it up
Making it up in our secret world
Así es... o no...

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