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miércoles, 9 de junio de 2010

Your voice in the dark.


"Ground control to major tom
Ground control to major tom
Take your protein pills and put your helmet on

Ground control to major tom
Commencing countdown, engines on
Check ignition and may gods love be with you

Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five,
Four, three, two, one, liftoff

This is ground control to major tom
You've really made the grade
And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear
Now its time to leave the capsule if you dare

This is major tom to ground control
Im stepping through the door
And Im floating in a most peculiar way
And the stars look very different today

For here
Am I sitting in a tin can
Far above the world
Planet earth is blue
And theres nothing I can do

Though Im past one hundred thousand miles
Im feeling very still
And I think my spaceship knows which way to go
Tell me wife I love her very much she knows


Ground control to major tom
Your circuits dead, theres something wrong
Can you hear me, major tom?

Can you hear me, major tom?
Can you hear me, major tom?
Can you...."


Estás conmigo siempre,siempre,aquí dentro.
Junto a las 17.000 amapolas flotantes.
Dentro de la pecera,conmigo,mi único acompañante.
Dándome la mano en el camino incierto hacia ninguna parte.
Sin miedo ni tristeza,con fuerzas suficientes para no decaer.

A pesar del tiempo,las distancias,las lágrimas.
A pesar de todo lo irreal e inexplicable.
Estás conmigo,puedo sentirte ahora,como las 24 horas del día.

Ya sabes lo que significa,tanto como yo.
No te vayas.

Z.
En esos días tristes abro cierta caja y ahí está,ese sobre lleno de amapolas secas,sonriendo.


[Together we stand,divided we fall]

2 comentarios:

Ripser dijo...
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Ripser dijo...

No me iré, ni siquiera cuando el viento se lleve nuestro polvo a otros mundos :)