NoMoreRedLightsForPauline
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Story behind the song
Roberto lives in a traditional town near Madrid. Every night, when he returns from work in the capital, he passes by a crossroads, on the outskirts of town, where there is a hostess club. Every night, from the back of the club, he sees a girl with an angel face come out, throwing the trash into the container, sheltered from the flickering red shreds of the club's neon, who hug her, don't run away. Walking languidly, with her head down, as if all the weight of the world fell on her shoulders, the girl never sees him, never looks at him, lost in her sadness and her fate. The days go by, and Roberto's heart shrinks more and more, looking at her, out of the corner of his eye, in the distance. One weekend he decides to visit the club, and requests the services of that girl. He has a plan, his heart has dictated it to him. In front of her, looking at her, he loses himself in her infinite eyes, and finds himself. The murmur of distant spanish guitars music reaches the room. The girl works because her parents pushed her, in exchange for money, they sold her. Roberto tells the fallen angel his plan; she is unfazed, gone, cold, withdrawn by her past and her present. He insists, she looks into his eyes, she gets lost, and she finds herself. Finally, she lowers his head in an affirmative gesture and Roberto leaves. The next night, in the grove at the back of the club, in the darkness, someone has their cell phone flashlight on. Someone leaves the club, sports bag in hand, and heads towards the light. Together hand in hand they are seen...
There will be no more red lights for Pauline.
