Em entrevista, Robert Smith, do The Cure, contou quais são as duas músicas da banda diretamente inspiradas em textos de Franz Kafka
Quando a tuberculose levou tão precocemente Franz Kafka em 1924, aos 41 anos de idade, o escritor nascido em Praga ainda não sabia de duas coisas: que seus livros ganhariam o mundo, tornando-o um dos mais influentes artistas de sua época, e que duas de suas histórias seriam diretamente usadas na letra de clássicos do The Cure, uma das bandas de rock mais influentes de sua época.
O reconhecimento da qualidade dos escritos de Kafka foi póstumo e se desdobrou como inspiração em diversas outras expressões artísticas, como o teatro, o cinema e, no caso também do Cure, a música.
Robert Smith, líder da banda, declarou em diversas entrevistas ser um grande fã de Kafka. “Eu li e reli todos os seus livros. O processo, A metamorfose, O castelo… sua influência na minha criação é imensa”, contou Smith à revista Radical Reads.
E foi nesta mesma entrevista que o líder do Cure entregou: “minha música, Letter to Elise, é diretamente inspirada em seu “Letters to Felice (Cartas a Felice, na tradução em português)”.
Oh Elise it doesn’t matter what you sayI just can’t stay here every yesterday Like keep on acting out the same The way we act out Every way to smile, forget And make-believe we never needed Any more than this Any more than thisOh Elise it doesn’t matter what you doI know I’ll never really get inside of you To make your eyes catch fire The way they should The way the blue could pull me in If they only would, if they only would At least I’d lose this sense of sensing something else That hides away From me and you, there’re worlds to part With aching looks and breaking hearts And all the prayers your hands can make Oh I just take as much as you can throw And then throw it all away Oh I throw it all away Like throwing faces at the sky Like throwing arms roundYesterday, I stood and staredWide-eyed in front of you And the face I saw looked back The way I wanted to But I just can’t hold my tears away The way you doElise believe I never wanted thisI thought this time I’d keep all of my promises I thought you were the girl I always dreamed about But I let the dream go And the promises broke And the make-believe ran outSo EliseIt doesn’t matter what you say I just can’t stay here every yesterday Like keep on acting out the same The way we act out Every way to smile Forget and make-believe we never needed Any more than this Any more than thisAnd every time I try to pick it upLike falling sandAs fast as I pick it up It runs away through my clutching hands But there’s nothing else I can really do There’s nothing else I can really do There’s nothing else I can really do At all
Sunk deep in the nightI sink in the night Standing alone underneath the sky I feel the chill of ice On my face I watch the hours go byThe hours go by,You sleep Sleep in a safe bed Curled and protected Protected from sight Under a safe roof Deep in your house Unaware of the changes at nightAt nightI hear the darkness breathe I sense the quiet despair Listen to the silence At night Someone has to be there Someone has to be thereSomeone must be there