Ive Always Said That The World Is A Different Place For The Heartbroken. It Moves On A Different Axis,

I’ve always said that the world is a different place for the heartbroken. It moves on a different axis, at a different speed. Time skips backwards and forwards fleetingly. The heartbroken might go through thousands of micro-emotions a day trying to figure out how to get through it without picking up the phone to hear that old familiar voice. In the land of heartbreak, moments of strength, independence, and devil-may-care rebellion are intricately woven together with grief, paralyzing vulnerability and hopelessness. Imagining your future might always take you on a detour back to the past. And this is all to say, that the next album I’ll be releasing is my version of Red.

Musically and lyrically, Red resembled a heartbroken person. It was all over the place, a fractured mosaic of feelings that somehow all fit together in the end. Happy, free, confused, lonely, devastated, euphoric, wild, and tortured by memories past. Like trying on pieces of a new life, I went into the studio and experimented with different sounds and collaborators. And I’m not sure if it was pouring my thoughts into this album, hearing thousands of your voices sing the lyrics back to me in passionate solidarity, or if it was simply time, but something was healed along the way.

Sometimes you need to talk it over (over and over and over) for it to ever really be… over. Like your friend who calls you in the middle of the night going on and on about their ex, I just couldn’t stop writing. This will be the first time you hear all 30 songs that were meant to go on Red. And hey, one of them is even ten minutes long.

Red (Taylor’s Version) will be out November 19.

https://taylor.lnk.to/RedTaylorsVersion

Tú y yo caminábamos por hielo delgado, así que no debió tomarme por sorpresa caer en el frío lago, sabía que solo dabas un paso después de que yo lo hiciera, y no debió tomarme por sorpresa que no me dieras una mano para salir de ahí, estaba azul, solo, y sentía que moriría, y no fue así, ahora todo marcha mejor. Pero tú recuerdo es tan amargo, escalofriante, hiriente, doloroso y sangriento.

It’s here. It’s yours, it’s mine, it’s ours. It’s an album I wrote alone about the whims, fantasies, heartaches, dramas and tragedies I lived out as a young woman between 18 and 20. I remember making tracklist after tracklist, obsessing over the right way to tell the story. I had to be ruthless with my choices, and I left behind some songs I am still unfailingly proud of now. Therefore, you have 6 From The Vault tracks! I recorded this album when I was 32 (and still growing up, now) and the memories it brought back filled me with nostalgia and appreciation. For life, for you, for the fact that I get to reclaim my work. Thank you a million times, for the memories that break our fall. 💥🐉🏰  Speak Now (MY VERSION!) is out now. 

http://taylor.lnk.to/SpeakNowTaylorsVersion

PC: Beth Garrabrant 

Really thrilled to tell you this!! Mexico, Argentina and Brazil: We are bringing The Eras Tour to you this year! Sweet angel princess Sabrina Carpenter will be joining us on all of the shows! Visit taylorswift.com/tour for more information on your registrations, pre-sales and on-sales.  

LOTS more international dates to come soon, promise!”

Here’s the teaser trailer for the videos I’ve made for Midnights 🌌 Thank you Amazon for premiering this, the first video for Anti-Hero will be out tomorrow at 8am ET. And Midnights will be here SO SOON!!!

https://taylor.lnk.to/taylorswiftmidnights

El adiós más doloroso fue aquel que arrojé por medio de un texto, no tenía el valor para mirarte a la cara y decirte que te amaba pero no debíamos estar juntos, y en más de alguna ocasión me lo demostraste, y yo ignoré las señales como lo haría un adolescente con las luces del semáforo, el amor era como adrenalina y deseos de desafiar la autoridad, sentía como si clavaran enormes cuchillos entre mis espacios intercostales, sentía que el mundo se hundía, sentía que estrujaban mi corazón y con cada segundo que pasaba mis pulmones perdían su capacidad de llenarse de oxígeno, una sensación de dolor y miseria me atormentaron, creí que esa sensación no desaparecería jamás, pero después de todos éstos años, ha desaparecido casi por completo.