Había un viudo que vivía con sus dos hijas curiosas e inteligentes.Las niñas siempre hacían muchas preguntas. A algunas de ellas él sabía responder, a otras no.Como pretendía ofrecerles la mejor educación, mandó a las niñas de vacaciones con un sabio que vivía en lo alto de una colina.El sabio siempre respondía a todas las preguntas sin siquiera dudar.Entonces una de ellas apareció con una mariposa azul que usaría para engañar al sabio.Impacientes con el sabio, las niñas decidieron inventar una pregunta que él no sabría respond. - “¿Qué vas a hacer?” - preguntó la hermana.- “Voy a esconder la mariposa en mis manos y preguntarle al sabio si está viva o muerta. Si él dijera que está muerta abriré mis manos y la dejaré volar. Si dice que está viva, la apretaré y la aplastaré.Y así cualquiera que sea su respuesta ¡será una respuesta equivocada! ”Las dos niñas fueron entonces al encuentro del sabio, que estaba meditando.
jueves, 15 de abril de 2021
EN AZUL, ENTRA EN UN MARAVILLOSO MUNDO AZUL.
CASIDA DE LA ROSA (Casidas-DIVAN DEL TAMARIT)FEDERICO GARCIA LORCA
CASIDA DE LA ROSA
(Casidas-DIVAN DEL TAMARIT)
De Federico Garcia Lorca
La rosa
no buscaba la aurora:
casi eterna en su ramo,
buscaba otra cosa.
La rosa,
no buscaba ni ciencia ni sombra:
confín de carne y sueño,
buscaba otra cosa.
La rosa,
no buscaba la rosa.
Inmóvil por el cielo
buscaba otra cosa.
JUST THE WAY YOU ARE.
Just the way you Are"
March 16, 2011 at 11:13 pm
Oh her eyes, her eyes
They make the stars look like they don't shine
Her hair, her hair
Brush the wind without her pretending
She is so beautiful
And I tell him every day
Yes I know, I know
When I praise her she doesn't believe in me
And she's so, she's so
Sad to think that she doesn't see what I see
Yet she every time she asks me
How do I look? I say to him: very good
When i see your face
There is nothing that I would like to change in the
Because you are amazing
Just as you are
And when you smile
The whole world stops and stares at you
Because pretty, you are amazing
Just as you are
Her lips, her lips
I could kiss them all day if she lets me
Her laugh, her smile
She hates her but I think she's sexy
She is so beautiful
And I tell him every day
Oh you know, you know, you know
That she would never ask you to change
If perfection is what you are looking for
You will realize that you will find her being the same
So don't bother asking if you look alright
You know what i'm going to say
When i see your face
There is nothing that I would like to change in the
Because you are amazing
Just as you are
And when you smile
The whole world stops and stares at you
Because pretty, you are amazing
Just as you are
Just as you are
Just as you are
Baby you are amazing
Just as you are
When i see your face
There is nothing that I would like to change in the
Because you are amazing
Just as you are
And when you smile
The whole world stops and stares at you
Because pretty, you are amazing
Just as you are
Yessss.
domingo, 4 de abril de 2021
Preliminary fear Above the alunadas terraces where cats cautiously love each other and the glitters avoid the chimneys, MARIO BENEDETTI.
Above the alunadas terraces
where cats cautiously love each other
and the glitters avoid the chimneys
I think nobody knows what I know tonight
something learned bit and beat
and that integrates my modest traditional panic
How to placidly crumble fear
finally understand that it is not an excuse
but a chill akin to enjoyment
only that very bitter and if mitigating?
suicides have no problem about it
they decide to defeat themselves and sometimes they get it
they go into fear like in a canoe
without oars and heading towards a waterfall
are the discoverers of relief
but peace lasts a thousandth
homicides don't care much either
limit fear to a conjuncture
They draw the rage or they pull the trigger
and everything is thus simplified and stiff
but the rest or the ones who come, but the others or the ones who come
pulled by wonder
and haunted by horror
the others or the buddies of doubt
the naive the irresponsible
the violent ones but not so much
the quiet ones but not much
the deportees in good faith
those in need of joy
the walking and the troubled
the omissions of the avant-garde
the backward of the glimpse
what will we do with e
he mundsino besiege him with skirmishes
crumble it with your nails
snuff it out
dismantle it to nibbles
tear it to shreds with your eyes
account for him with love
strangle him..
Poems Mario Benedetti
Poems
Mario Benedetti
Good darkness
A naked woman in the dark
creates a confident glow
so if it happens
a blackout or heartbreak
it is convenient and even essential
have a naked woman on hand
then the walls are watercolor
the ceiling becomes the sky
cobwebs vibrate at your angle
almanacs sunday
and the happy and feline eyes
they look and never tire of looking
a naked woman in the dark
a beloved or loved woman
exorcise death for once.