Las verdades deben ser silenciadas
Así era “Maneras de matar” cuando todavía hablaba…
Month: March 2014
Plan de vuelo
Estuve fotografiando mis dibujos de los 80 y 90 y entre ellos encontré cosas que no esperaba como esta. Es un plan de vuelo para mi viaje a Barcelona, one-way, sin el OK y con dos posibles días de salida, el 26 de agosto y el 31. Finalmente fue el 26.
La impresión es del 05 de agosto, la factura del día 8 de agosto. Lo que no acabo de saber es qué significa el 23 de julio de la última línea… ¿será el día que hice la primera reserva?
En resumen, llegué a Barcelona el 27 de agosto de 1998 a las 21:45
The Fool on the Hill
Day after day, alone on the hill,
The man with the foolish grin is keeping perfectly still.
But nobody wants to know him,
They can see that he’s just a fool.
And he never gives an answer …..
But the fool on the hill,
Sees the sun going down.
And the eyes in his head,
See the world spinning around.
Well on his way, his head in a cloud,
The man of a thousand voices, talking perfectly loud.
But nobody ever hears him,
Or the sound he appears to make.
And he never seems to notice …..
But the fool on the hill,
Sees the sun going down.
And the eyes in his head,
See the world spinning around.
And nobody seems to like him,
They can tell what he wants to do.
And he never shows his feelings,
But the fool on the hill,
Sees the sun going down.
And the eyes in his head,
See the world spinning around.