Espero el detonador
Espero
Miro al frente
Miro mis ojos
Acudo a la vigilia
las palabras riman
suenan
cantan
bailan
Yo, prófugo
Miro el ritmo
que imponen
intento atraparlas
ponerles orden
que se queden quietas
Espero el detonador
para la historia
no escrita
pero bailan
danzan en un
ritmo frenético
El intento fallido
me trajo hasta aquí
Quisiera ser mago
para cautivarlas
y salir de este coma
despertar de la vorágine
Mis ojos me atrapan
y salgo
corro
me escondo
ahora me escondo
Quién iba a decir
lo difícil que sería
hallar la realidad.
Dance
I wait for the trigger
I wait
I look ahead
I look at my eyes
I turn to wakefulness
the words rhyme
they sound
they sing
they dance
I, a fugitive
I watch the rhythm
they impose
I try to catch them
to put them in order
to keep them still
I wait for the trigger
for the unwritten
story
but they dance
they dance in a
frenetic rhythm
The failed attempt
brought me here
I would like to be a magician
to captivate them
and come out of this coma
to wake up from the maelstrom
My eyes catch me
and I go out
I run
I hide
now I hide
Who would have thought
how hard it would be
to find reality.
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