lunes, 28 de marzo de 2011

El perro y el frasco

- Lindo perro mí, buen perro, chucho querido, acércate y ven a respirar un excelente perfume, comprado en la mejor perfumería de la ciudad.

Y el perro, meneando la cola, signo, según creo, que en esos mezquinos seres corresponde a la risa y a la sonrisa, se acerca, y pone curioso la húmeda nariz en el frasco destapado: luego, echándose atrás con súbito temor, me ladra, como si me reconviniera.

-¡Ah miserable perro! Si te hubiera ofrecido un montón de excrementos los hubieras husmeado con delicia, devorándolos tal vez. Así tú, indigno compañero de mi triste vida, te pareces al público, a quien nunca se ha de ofrecer perfumes delicados que le exasperan, sino desechos cuidadosamente elegidos.

Baudelaire

domingo, 20 de marzo de 2011

viernes, 18 de marzo de 2011

Unbreakable

We live in mediocre times. People are beginning to lose hope.
Some find it hard to believe 
that there are extraordinary things inside them
and other



jueves, 17 de marzo de 2011

The Times They Are A-Changin'

The line it is drawn
The curse it is cast
The slow one now
Will later be fast
As the present now
Will later be past
The order is rapidly fadin’
And the first one now will later be last
For the times they are a-changin’

miércoles, 16 de marzo de 2011

The piano has been drinking (not me)

The piano has been drinking
my neck tie is asleep
and the combo went back to New York
the jukebox has to take a leak
and the carpet needs a haircut
and the spotlight looks like a prison break
cause the telephone is out of cigarettes
and the balcony is on the make
and the piano has been drinking
the piano has been drinking

and the menus are all freezing
and the lightman's blind in one eye
and he can't see out of the other
and the piano tuner's got a hearing aid
and showed up with his mother
and the piano has been drinking
the piano has been drinking

cause the bouncer is a Sumo wrestler
cream-puff casper milk toast
and the owner is a mental midget with the I.Q. of a fencepost
cause the piano has been drinking
the piano has been drinking

and you can't find your waitress
with a Geiger counter
and she hates you and your friends
and you just can't get served
without her
and the box-office is drooling
and the bar stools are on fire
and the newspapers were fooling
and the ashtrays have retired
and the piano has been drinking
the piano has been drinking
the piano has been drinking
not me, not me, not me, not me, not me