H I J O D E L A M A Q U I N A: 27 mayo 2007

sábado, junio 02, 2007

Azul que no es Azul 2

In my eyes Indisposed In disguise As no one knows Hides the face Lies the snake The sun In my disgrace Boiling heat Summer stench neath the black The sky looks dead Call my name Through the cream And Ill hear youScream again Black hole sun Wont you come And wash away the rain Black hole sun Wont you come Wont you come Stuttering Cold and damp Steal the warm wind Tired friend Times are gone For honest men And sometimes Far too longFor snakes In my shoes A walking sleep And my youth I pray to keep Heaven send Hell away No one sings Like you Anymore Hang my head Drown my fear Till you all just Disappear

Azul que no es Azul 3

Baby slow down The end is not as fun as the start Please stay a child somewhere in your heart I'll give you everything you want Except the thing that you want You are the first one of your kind And you feel like no-one before You steal right under my door And I kneel 'cause I want you some more I want the lot of what you got And I want nothing that you're not Everywhere you go you shout it You don't have to be shy about it Some things you shouldn't get too good at Like smiling, crying and celebrity Some people got way too much confidence baby I'll give you everything you want Except the thing that you want You are the first one of your kind And you feel like no-one before You steal right under my door I kneel 'cause I want you some more I want the lot of what you got And I want nothing that you're not Everywhere you go you shout it You don't have to be shy about it, no And you'll never be alone Come on now show your soul You've been keeping your love under control Everywhere you go you shout it You don't have to be shy about it Everywhere you go you shout it Oh my my And you feel like no-one before You steal right under my door I kneel 'cause I want you some more I want you some more, I want you some more...

Azul que no es Azul

Hey baby where are you coming from?Well she looked at me and smiledAnd looked into space and said "I'm coming from the land of the new rising sun."Then I said "Hey baby where are you trying to go to?"Then she said "I'm going toSpin and spread around peace of mind and a whole lotta love to you and youHey girl I'd like to come alongYes, I'd love to come alongWould you like to come along? She asked meYes take me along right nowHey baby, can I step into your world for a while?Yes you can, she saidCome on back with me for a whileWe're gonna go across the Jupiter sand and see all you people one by oneWe gotta help you people out right nowThat's why I'm doing it all aboutHey! Yeah, may I come along?May I come along?May I come along?

Huésped precario en la raya de nuestras ciudades, no franquearás el umbral de los Lloyds, en donde tu palabra no tiene curso y carece de título tu oro...

"Habitaré mi nombre", fue tu respuesta a los cuestionarios del puerto. Y sobre las mesas del cambista, nada tienes que mostrar que no sea turbio,

Como esas grandes monedas de hierro exhumadas por el rayo.

Exilio

Saint John Perse

martes, mayo 29, 2007

Desiertos de Sinaloa

Desiertos de Sinaloa (Sonora 1975)

Hablando de (Cesárea Tinajero) zahoríes
Tres Buscadores de agua que transportan peceras en sus cabezas
Y descifran cifras en los arreboles
Que no saben si los oasis son auténticos o sueños
En los cuales un solo rastro se pierde en la inmensidad
Llenan sus bocas de arena roja
Para guardar la herrumbre de la moneda
Porteadores de pesares
Continúan con la pecera
Sin peces
Sin agua

Deambulando por los desiertos de Sinaloa

Para Ana R. este juego de palabras amparado por un sol de agujero negro.

Huésped precario en la raya de nuestras ciudades, no franquearás el umbral de los Lloyds, en donde tu palabra no tiene curso y carece de título tu oro...

"Habitaré mi nombre", fue tu respuesta a los cuestionarios del puerto. Y sobre las mesas del cambista, nada tienes que mostrar que no sea turbio,

Como esas grandes monedas de hierro exhumadas por el rayo.

Exilio

Saint John Perse

Juego de Patios Enlazados

Juego de patios enlazados a partir de una retícula

Que transforma un almendro

Cuyo fulgor remite

A una lluvia sulfúrica

En Marte

mayo 22 07

Pra uma gravura puntilleante de os olhos de você

Abro mis ojos y encuentro los tuyos

Medialuna en contradanza

Videncia felina de este instante jubiloso

Nacida en el desasosiego latente de la separación de Polifemo entre el alma

-ese sendero pulviscular que cobija las ruinas de una urbe
cuyo nombre ha sido guardado por el limo-

Y el cuerpo

Ojos que ríen

Morada única

En la que reposan tus sentidos

Extrañamiento cristalino cuya sombra

De madreperla

Es cabello enhebrado del sol

marzo 17-mayo 27 07