NARAS TEMABLE DE FANTASMAS E OTRA COSAS

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Ep.20 “Mense de 12 febrero”

Sua nom ia es Lola, el ia es un fem de cabare con plumas jala en sua capeles e la roba escotada. El ia fa merenge e txatxatxa e en cuando el ia atenta deveni un stela, Tony ia labora como un bariste ultra la solo folida. Los ia labora de 8 asta 4. Los ia es joven. E los ia ave lunlotra. Ci ta demanda per plu?

Her name was Lola, she was a showgirl with yellow feathers in her hair and a dress cut down to there. She would merengue and do the cha-cha and while she tried to be a star Tony always tended bar across the crowded floor. They worked from 8 til 4. They were young. And they had each other. Who could ask for more?

Acel es la parolas de “Copacabana” par Barry Manilow. Lo ia es la canta mesma cual Wendy ia ave fisada en sua testa cuando el ia es omisideda. E aora, pos tredes anios, el ia es un fantasma e la canta ia es ancora fisada en sua testa. Tu vide, fantasmas no ave la potia per desfisa cantas de la testa, donce si on mori con un canta clacente en la mente, lo va resta ala per sempre.

Those are lyrics to “Copacabana” by Barry Manilow. It was that very song that Wendy had stuck in her head when she was murdered. And now, thirty years later, she was a ghost and the song was still stuck in her head. You see, ghosts don’t have the ability to get songs unstuck from their heads so if you die with a song rattling around up there it’s there for good.

- Sua nom ia es Rico, - Wendy ia pensa, - el ia porta un diamante…

- His name was Rico, - thought Wendy, - he wore a diamond…

El no ia sabe esce Rico ia porta un anelo de diamante o un orealeta o cual. El ia sabe sola ce Rico ia porta un diamante. Wendy ia infesta la otel do el ia es omisideda e la ospitadas ia cexa comun sur oia un fem ci zumbi forte “Copacabana” tra tota la note.

She didn’t know if he wore a diamond ring or earring or what. She just knew Rico wore a diamond. Wendy haunted the hotel where she had been murdered and guests would often complain about hearing a woman loudly humming “Copacabana” all night.

- On ia ave sangue e un sola xuta ma ci ia xuta ci?…

- There was blood and a single gun shot but just who shot who?…

El ia pensa multe sur esta parolas. Lo ia es probable Rico ci ia xuta Tony, considerante la resta de la canta, ma el no ia es serta a sento persentos e esta nonsabe ia loci el a un grado estrema.

She thought a lot about those lyrics. It was probably Rico who shot Tony based on the rest of the song but she wasn’t a hundred percent sure and not knowing drove her absolutely bananas.

- A la “Copa” no cade en ama… - el ia canta.

- At the “Copa” don’t fall in love… - she sang.

Un ospitada prosima, ci ia atenta adormi, ia presa la cuxin plu forte sur sua oreas.

A nearby hotel guest who was trying to sleep pulled the pillow tighter over their head.

- No cade en aaaaaaaama…

- Don’t fall in loooooooove…

Wendy ia ta vole cade en ama ma tota sur cual el ia pote pensa ia es “Copacabana”. Tra tota la note. Tra tota la dia. “Copacabana”. El no ia pote recorda cual la esiste sin la canta ia es.

Wendy wanted to fall in love but all she could think of was “Copacabana”. All night. All day. “Copacabana”. She couldn’t even remember what existence without the song was like.

- Ma lo ia es tredes anios a ante, - el ia pensa, - cuando on ia ave ala un cabare. Aora lo es un discoteca. Ma no per Lola…

- But that was thirty years ago, - she thought, - when they used to have a show. Now it’s a disco. But not for Lola…

La ospitada ia lansa la cuxin a lado e ia telefoni la buro de otel, cexante denova sur la canta. Wendy ia flota a un otra sala.

The hotel guest threw the pillow aside and called up the front desk again complaining about the singing. Wendy floated to another room.

- A la “Copa”, - Wendy ia canta en cuando el ia fase tra la mur, - el ia perde sua aaaaaaaama…

- At the “Copa”, - sang Wendy as she fazed through a wall, - she lost her loooooooove…