MEMORIAL DAY
Born under a candle light
between it and them,
me,
among all the witnesses of that
incomprehensible fact
again, me.
And against.
Them they you me all.
Since that first day I saw the light
tremble candle light
I live and sleep and dream an cry
alone.
El fondo de ojo que te diste para verme
o para no,
el fondo de mar que arrolló
aquel momento aquellos años aquel lugar
where I was born.
El fondo de armario acumulado
con todas las cosas inútiles guardadas
para el día de mañana.
El fondo de los posos del café que no presagiaron
nuestro destino nuestro futuro: tan amargo.
That night when ghosts where gone
That day the light was off
That time our time passed by.
Your skull my corpse our skeletons.
The cristal bones spread all over the frozen black saloon.
Oh mam and dad
when and where and why,
better don´t tell me why,
did you leave me alone?
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