Friday, January 28, 2011

Cactus Seedling Turning Dark Green

CHUBUT elections Nestor Kirchner

Tears watered all the ground primaverade
in your blue morning crying and laughing

name is carved forever in the maderade
which no
and living room are you named
Voices and cling
the color of that insolence you invented

happy crowds of an underground river that came

to stay here to stay
Is it true that you went with the story or will

still do not wake up and a new torch in each MANOVA

back covered themselves with glory?
Just south
that indomitable armor made of yesterdays blast

absence of love magic and dreams that remain without Junked

in any door
All those laughs that came to restore from a hidden corner

asleep now cover the walls
not
can collapse them without electricity or lost Solestar
verdadque Will you go with the story
or will not wake up yet
and
a new torch in each hand you will return
covered themselves with glory? And those thousand shreds
you left on the road will
a flag patches
indelible marks on the body
we choose to carry to the end And never less


CHORUS Never less
Murguera
that fire in his eyes silenced the voices


never returning to the track unless your name on the flags

your
square always full of hope and passion
Not unless your house scarves
never less than justice without forgiveness
never repeated unless the landscape of this south
so fierce and yelling at last
not less than those laughs never toothless

stop holding you never knew conquer
less than a swarm of morochos
ruining the picture to become more
not never menosque the kids at the center
never live menosque with dignity
menosque the country which never dream never less

Not one step back

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