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Hoy me propongo fundar un partido de sueÃƒÆ’Ã‚Â±os,
talleres donde reparar alas de colibrÃƒÆ’Ã‚Âes.
Se admiten tarados, enfermos, gordos sin amor,
tullidos, enanos, vampiros y dÃƒÆ’Ã‚Âas sin sol.

Hoy voy a patrocinar el candor desahuciado,
esa crÃƒÆ’Ã‚Âtica masa de Dios que no es pos ni moderna.
Se admiten proscritos, rabiosos, pueblos sin hogar,
desaparecidos deudores del banco mundial.

Por una calle
descascarada
por una mano
bien apretada.

Hoy voy a hacer asamblea de flores marchitas,
de deshechos de fiesta infantil, de piÃƒÆ’Ã‚Â±atas usadas,
de sombras en pena -del reino de lo natural-
que otorgan licencia a cualquier artefacto de amar.

Por el levante,
por el poniente,
por el deseo,
por la simiente.

por tanta noche,
por el sol diario,
en compaÃƒÆ’Ã‚Â±ÃƒÆ’Ã‚Âa
y en solitario.

Ala de colibrÃƒÆ’Ã‚Â,
liviana y pura.
Ala de colibrÃƒÆ’Ã‚Â
para la cura.Dead red eyes flickering half bright went on for ride (?)
In slick silk. They were on to my circumstantial slide,
Blow by blow chipped off shell and bone. Tripped and talked around
It could not fall through the crowd of careful lies busting open wide.
Sensible fact of favor, watch us fall from your favor. (?)
Since you knew too much about it dressed in wax you lit the town in
Candlelight, flickering half bright. Well I held it in my hands and now it's
Gone gone gone.
Saw it with my own two eyes, just pass me by.

Took a walk through a town of half stoned ________
Bound and gagging. Joke by joke they spot erase you,
Heard their news but it did not phase you one little bit,
Not one little bit. So I meet you by the light of main street
Stranded ghosts where I've been waiting. Kill it 50 times or more,
Before I'm through I'll kill it 50 times more, just to bring it back to life,
And bust it open wide again. Well I held it in my hands and now it's
Gone gone gone.
Blinded by the neon in your dead red eyes.