L'affaire Sofia

A language pair
an opportunity
to bury the Patricia affair
emotional spring cleaning

A moment in each language
weaving a conversation
I teach you, you teach me
and we both learn together

She was born in Greece, cradle of great thinkers
From Parmenides to Socrates, from Aristotle to Plato
And I, who knew nothing of those strange guys
imagined them with beards and making grand gestures

I tried to impress her
by secretly Googling
"Llull, Pujols, Ramon Sibiuda"
None of them rang a bell for her
While showing me the potential
of Catalan's eroticism
she said: "Joan, I want you to teach me
to improve my pronunciation"

And if you had seen how she laughed trying to say cotton candy
I would have said "Wake up, soldier!" the warrior in you
My friend, if you ever find yourself in that spot, don’t think twice
and let philosophy teach us to see the world

She asked me what I believed
while she inhaled the smoke
and stepping into an indie disco
I quoted, apparently, some guy named Hume

"I only believe in what I see
and I only see you all"
(When I start with formalities
it’s a sign that I’m nervous)

She said: "Your oratory leaves much to be desired
Often silence is better. Often action is better"
And taking that maxim with utmost dignity
I picked up my ego from the ground and she started to dance

And how she danced!
Suddenly, the circle squared
And when Song 2 by Blur played
whispering about Epicurus, she spoke to me

As we climbed the stairs
of her apartment, she let slip
"Now you choose the plot
or flow, let yourself go"

And I said: "Let’s make living a party
let’s do it before we grow old
because tomorrow it’ll be impossible
because tomorrow it’ll be too late"

And for once the words, the exact combination
became alchemy, dissolved reason
I dismissed all doubts, fully enlightened
when I saw all the prisms: good, beauty, and truth

And with Schopenhauer
we ended up at an after-hour
And all talking about Schopenhauer
we ended up at an after-hour

A kiss, it was already day
in a little alley in Born
happily, all condemning ourselves
to seek the eternal return