Molly Drake - Love Isn't a Right

Lovely songs and poems by the English poet and musician Molly Drake, mother of Nick Drake.

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Fledg'ling

[Bicicletasaladas]

Love isn't a right, it's got to be earned.
Love isn't a right that's got to be learned.
Maybe you spent your natural life
loving husband or loving wife;
were you loving and was your love returned?

Love's nobody's fool and nobody's slave,
Love won't go to school and learn to behave.
Ride your love on an easy rein,
If Love can go it comes back again.
Love will haunt us from cradle to the grave.

Love's a whisper, Love's a shout,
Love's a flame that could blow out,
Love's all beauty but make it a duty
and Love will lie right down and die.

Love, Love is a germ you'll never resist.
Love, Love's the eternal will-o-the-whisp.
Follow him through the darkest day,
Love will glimmer and light your way,
but grab at him and he flickers away out of sight.

Love's enchanted, don't take it for granted,
Follow him, isn't a right.

[joaquinteti]

"Lo que mucha gente llama amar consiste en elegir a una mujer y casarse con ella. La eligen, te lo juro, los he visto. Como si se pudiese elegir en el amor, como si no fuera un rayo que te parte los huesos y te deja estaqueado en la mitad del patio. Vos dirás que la eligen porque-la-aman, yo creo que es al verse. A Beatriz no se la elige, a Julieta no se la elige. Vos no elegís la lluvia que te va a calar hasta los huesos cuando salís de un concierto."