http://www.miguelmllop.com/stories/stories/bananafish.pdf
Si estáis perezosos y queréis leer en español: http://www.lainsignia.org/2002/noviembre/cul_050.htm
He got, he got lucky one time,
Hitting with the girl in room 509.
She turned her back on her facing the frame,
Said, 'Listen Joe, don't you come here again.'
White sun scattered all over the sea,
He could think of nothing but her name, 'Elise.'
God is the sweat running down his back.
Hm. The water soaked her blonde hair black.
It's a perfect day,
A perfect day, Elise.
He got burned by the sun;
(He's a lucky man)
His face so pale and his hands so warm;
(In the sky)
Let himself in room 509;
(As he turns away)
Said a prayer, pulled the trigger and cried.
(Just tell me why)
"It's a perfect day,
A perfect day, Elise."
It's a perfect day,
A perfect day, Elise.
Muy buenos el relato (aunque lo he leído traducido, mi inglés no da para tanto) y la canción
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