Los amantes de la ciudadela
cuando se ha ido todo
solo queda bailar
morir bailando.
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los que la aman
y los que se aman en ellacuando se ha ido todo
solo queda bailar
morir bailando.
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28 may 2007
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... " Coreografìas Psìquicas y Burleskas " ...
Malacüca
A cloud in trousers.
Your thoughts,
dreaming on a softened brain,
like an over-fed lackey on a greasy settee,
with my heart´s bloody tatters I´ll mock again;
impudent and caustic, I´ll jeer to superfluity.
of Grandfatherly gentleness I´m devoid,
there´s not a single grey hair in my soul!
Thundering the world with the might of my voice,
twenty-two-year-old.
Gentle ones!
You lay your love on a violin.
The crudle lay their lov in a drum.
but you can´t, like me, turn inside out entirely,
and nothing but human lips become!
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About Malacüca
- Malcriada
- Actress with a noir sense of humor. Magician, I sink my high heels in concrete and my fangs & claws in humans. Low profile writer.