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Ah铆 van los corderos
Con las manos sucias
A perder el pelo
Ciegos de mentira
Los meros mortales
No se imaginaban
Que 茅ramos capaces
De tanta valent铆a
Y nos inoculaban
Como a Michael Jackson
Que nunca hab铆a dado
Pasos en la luna
Y como descubr铆a
Que la Reina madre
Era un gran lagarto
Me daban vacunas
Surca el cielo negro
Relamiendo la humedad
Y monta un rayo
Y arrastra el viento del progreso
Y sonr铆e porque as铆
Siempre es ma帽ana
Y a los radiotaxis
Les recubren nuevas hiedras
Y ahora la reina vengativa
Se dispara hacia la tierra
Vuela sobre los jardines
Lacer谩ndonos las matas
De su sombra brotan huecos
Y monta帽as de hojalata
El holl铆n cubre la tierra
Y una viejas guacharacas
Se autoinmolan en el aire
Incendiando
El cielo
Y las cocheras
Camionetas y corbatas
Sube el r铆o vengativo
A invertir las cataratas
Y reviven viejas guacas
Que empu帽ando sus machetes
Decapitan las estatuas de
De un ap贸stol de juguete
Se consumen las cortinas
Se revelan las arteras
Maquinitas del avance
Que sostienen estas penas
Vienen santos a caballo
Y fantoches de pelaje
Con maquilas y trampitas
Y ag眉itas en envase
Y en el cielo
Hay un p谩jaro en el cielo
Que se mete entre medias
De nosotras y el deshielo
Y aunque parezca zafarme
Y desprenderme de mi carne
Y haga todo por lavarme
Despertarme
Refundarme
Desarmarme
Persignarme
Calcinarme
Esculcarme
[ENGLISH TRANSLATION
There go the lambs
With dirty hands
To lose their hair
Blinded by lies
The mere mortals
Couldn't imagined
That were were capable
Of such bravery
And they inoculated us
Like they did to Michael Jackson
Who had never taken steps on the moon
And since I discovered
That the Queen Mother was a big lizard
They gave me vaccines
She crosses the black sky
Licking the moisture
And she rides a a lightning
And drags the wind of progress
And she smiles because
That's how it's always tomorrow
And the radio taxis are covered with new
Ivy
And now the vengeful Queen soars
Towards the earth
Flies over the gardens
Lacerating our bushes
From her shadow sprout holes
And tin mountains
Soot covers the ground and
Some old Guacharacas
Self-immolate in the air
Setting fire to:
The sky and the garages
Trucks and ties
The river rises vindictively
To reverse the falls
Old guacas revive
And wielding their machetes
They decapitate the statues of a toy
Apostle
The curtains are consumed,
The cunning little machines of progress
That sustain these sorrows are revealed
The saints come on horseback
And hairy grotesque men in fur and
Makeup
To bring us maquilas and little traps
And little bottled waters
And in the sky
There is a bird in the sky
That gets between us and the thaw
And even though I seem to free myself
And get rid of my flesh
And do everything to wash myself
Wake myself up
Refound myself
Disarm myself
Cross myself
Burn myself
Search myself
