quiero que nadie nos imponga nada
y con las estaciones que no pasan
trazar el recorrido que no fue
ni será.
quiero borrar todos los límites
y soplar los vientos que no me arrastran
ni me arrastrarán.
quiero que nadie marque dirección alguna,
que nadie nos dirija la tristeza
y que nadie diseñe nuestras alegrías
nunca.
porque si no existen los límites
puedo no imponer ni respeto
y contemplar cómo se callan
para siempre
cada una de las grandes verdades
que hacen que este mundo sea mundo.
(de dialecto pequeño burgués, pablo marchetti)
Que bueno.
ResponderEliminarYo encontre esto en un blog, por ahi. Capaz gusta a alguien:
Dear brothers and sisters
dear enemies and friends
Why are we all so alone here
All we need is a little more hope, a little more joy
All we need is a little more light, a little less weight, a little more freedom.
If we were an army, and if we believed that we were an army
And we believed that everyone was scared like little lost children in their grown up clothes and poses
So we ended up alone here floating through long wasted days, or great tribulations.
While everything felt wrong
Good words, strong words, words that could've moved mountains
Words that no one ever said
We were all waiting to hear those words and no one ever said them
And the tactics never hatched
And the plans were never mapped
And we all learned not to believe
And strange lonesome monsters loafed through the hills wondering why
And it is best to never ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever wonder why
So tangle - oh tangle us up in bright red ribbons!
Let's have a parade
It's been so long since we had a parade, so let's have a parade!
Let's invite all our friends
And all our friends' friends!
Let's promenade down the boulevards with terrific pride and light in our eyes
Twelve feet tall and staggering
Sick with joy with the angels there and light in our eyes
Brothers and sisters, hope still waits in the wings like a bitter spinster
Impatient, lonely and shivering, waiting to build her glorious fires
It's because of our plans man; our beautiful ridiculous plans
Let's launch them like careening jetplanes
Let's crash all our planes in the river
Let's build strange and radiant machines at this jericho waiting to fall.
Saludos-