Fucking Perfect
Ha llovido, nevado, granizado, y hasta ha habido terribles catástrofes desde mi último post.
No os voy a poner al día de todo lo que me ha pasado desde entonces, porque lo cierto es que quiero comentaros algo que acabo de descubrir acerca de mí mismo: realmente hay un cierto tipo de canción / video que me derrite, me hace polvo, me eleva al 7º... bueno, ya lo pilláis.
En su momento os comenté que me encantaba el Beautiful de la Christina Aguilera.
Cinco meses después, os mencioné mi recién nacida devoción por el My Life Would Suck Without You de Kelly Clarkson.
En la misma línea de estas dos joyas, descubrí hace unos diez días la versión que Nick Pitera y Meghan Tonjes hacían del F**in' Perfect de Alecia Beth Moore, más conocida como P!nk — versión "limpia".
Siendo como soy, inmediatamente me lancé a los YouTubes, y en un pis-pas, encontré otro de esos vídeos demoledores. El original.
P!nk nos recuerda en este caso que cada vez es más frecuente la gente que, por presiones sociales, inseguridad, marginación, etcé, terminan sucidándose, o en otros casos, automutilándose.
En este sentido, el vídeo es un cubo de agua helada en toda la cara, en contraste con la versión de Meghan y Nick, más relajada.
Incluyo ambos vídeos.
Que los disfrutéis, y besucos.
Yo voy a por más Kleenex.
Made a wrong turn once or twice
Dug my way out, blood and fire.
Bad decisions, that's alright.
Welcome to my silly life.
Mistreated, misplaced, misunderstood,
Miss 'No way, it's all good'
It didn't slow me down.
Mistaken, always second-guessing
Underestimated
Look, I'm still around.
Pretty, pretty please, don't you ever, ever feel
Like you're less than fuckin' perfect.
Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel
like you're nothing — You're fuckin' perfect to me!
You're so mean when you talk
'bout yourself, you were wrong.
Change the voices in your head
Make them like you instead
So complicated, look happy, you'll make it!
Filled with so much hatred
Such a tired game.
It's enough! I've done all I can think of.
Chased down all my demons.
I've seen you do the same.
Oh…
Pretty, pretty please, don't you ever, ever feel
Like you're less than fuckin' perfect.
Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel
like you're nothing — You're fuckin' perfect to me!
The whole world's scared, so I swallow the fear.
The only thing I should be drinking is an ice-cold beer.
So cool in line, and we try, try, try.
But we try too hard and it's a waste of my time.
Done looking for the critics, 'cause they're everywhere.
They don't like my jeans, they don't get my hair.
Exchange ourselves, and we do it all the time.
Why do we do that? Why do I do that?
Why do I do that?
Yeah…
Oh, pretty, pretty baby…
Pretty, pretty please, don't you ever, ever feel
Like you're less than fuckin' perfect.
Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel
like you're nothing — You're fuckin' perfect to me!
Yeah…
You're perfect!
You're perfect!
Pretty, pretty please, don't you ever, ever feel
Like you're less than fuckin' perfect.
Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel
like you're nothing…
You are perfect
To me.
© 2010 by P!nk (Alecia Beth Moore), Max Martin (Martin Karl Sandberg), Shellback (Karl Johan Schuster)
