We live in drama,
repeating moments,
we're actors,
of our own destiny.
From that drama the dramaturgy,
art that comes from the theatre,
theatre that is born of life.
They are nothing more than palpable moments.
A play that he looks for in his feat,
splendor,
beauty,
pure fallacies.
We go out to the spotlight,
we see the stage and beyond,
full armchairs,
hollow smiles.
We all act to the sound of the compas.
and then,
then the drama continues,
pretentious and altruistic.
He draws laughter on his face,
watching life go by.
They applaud distant spectres,
we are playwrights within a play without end.
De aquel drama la dramaturgia,
arte que nace del teatro,
teatro que nace de vida.
No son más que momentos palpables.
Obra que busca en su hazaña,
esplendor,
belleza,
puras falacias.
Salimos al foco,
vemos el escenario y más allá,
butacas llenas,
sonrisas huecas.
Todos actuamos al son del compas.
y luego,
luego el drama continúa,
pretencioso y altruista.
Dibuja en su rostro la risa,
viendo como la vida se va.
Aplauden espectros distantes,
somos dramaturgos dentro de una obra sin final.
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