2019.01.29.
Open House
I want things to be good between me and my brothers and sisters.
From North to South, to the end of the world.
I know how to listen and lend a hand
Sweating while playing something so boring.
Everyone here is human.
What else can color my world, my race?
Inside we have feelings
that need sustenance.
If there are good feelings inside
they can't stay inside.
Here's my open house.
There's a plate for you on our table.
The tree's shadow for your head.
You're life's an open book at my door...
Open house.
An unconditional friendship, that's your motto.
Earth likes it that we love each other.
Regardless of cultures or flags
Open house.
I'd like to give you some good luck.
and be your friend until death
and distance, won't stop me.
But, friendship isn't all consuming.
Everyone here is human.
What else can color my world, my race?
Inside we have feelings
that need sustenance.
If there are good feelings inside
they can't stay inside.
Here's my open house.
There's a plate for you on our table.
The tree's shadow for your head.
You're life's an open book at my doorstep...
Open house.
An unconditional friendship, that's your motto.
Earth likes it that we love each other.
Regardless of cultures or flags
Open House
(There's a plate on our table for you)
Open House
(Earth likes it that we love each other)
Open House
(There's a plate for you on our table)
Open House
(You're life's an open book at my doorstep)
Open House.
2019.01.21.
There Goes the General
From Yucapuca the General left,
His General Staff accompanied him,
he was forced by the intense cold
to go to San Rafael.
He arrived at the home of Blanca Aráuz,
telegraphist of that town.
And on the same day as his birthday,
right on the eighteenth of May,
at dawn he swore to be faithful to her.
He wore high boots and a
brown gabardine uniform,
she in a veil and dressed in white,
the most beautiful flower of San Rafael.
The church smelled of pine blossoms,
and though his troops did not participate,
throughout the town they fired
the Battalion's carbines.
Two days later
he had to leave for Las Segovias
where he was burried.
She was still in white, it was her duty,
but all her love
always went with him.
And there goes the General with his Battalion,
red and black neckerchief worn on his neck,
towards Chipotón.
And there goes the General down to Estelí,
'Fatherland or death!'
repeat the peasants of Wiwilí.
And there goes the General with his decision:
with his brave men
to cleanse Nicaragua of its Invader.
And there goes the General
with his General Staff...
Cabrerita interprets
a mazurquita in D major.
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And there goes the General with his Battalion,
red and black neckerchief worn on his neck,
towards Chipotón.
And there goes the General down to Estelí,
'Fatherland or death!'
repeat the peasants of Wiwilí.
And there goes the General with his decision:
with his brave men
to cleanse Nicaragua of its Invader.
And there goes the General, there he goes.
Cabrerita interprets
a mazurquita in D major.
2018.11.15.
I Love Students (Long Live Students)
Long live students!
Garden of our joy,
They are fearless birds
In front of any animal or the police
And they aren't scared of bullets
Or packs of hounds and their barking
Good grief, good heavens!
Long live astronomy!
I like students
Because they protest
When they're told it's flour
When everyone knows it's bran
And they don't play dumb and deaf
They rise up to the occasion
Good grief, good heavens!
The code of laws!
I like students
Because they are the yeast
In the bread that will come out of the oven
In all its tastiness
For the mouth of the poor
Who eats in bitterness
Good grief, good heavens!
Long live literature
Long live students!
Garden of our joy,
They are fearless
Birds in front of animals or the police
And they aren't scared of bullets
Or packs of hounds and their barking
Good grief, good heavens!
Long live astronomy!