sábado, 23 de noviembre de 2013

the beast in me... bluebird?



bestia o pájaro... hay algo extraño conviviendo en nosotros...



The beast in me - Johnny Cash




The beast in me
Is caged by frail and fragile bars

...
The beast in me
Has had to learn to live with pain
And how to shelter from the rain

...
Sometimes it tries to kid me
That it's just a teddy bear
And even somehow manage to vanish in the air
And that is when I must beware

...
God help the beast in me!



Bluebird    -    Charles Bukowski


there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too tough for him,
I say, stay in there, I'm not going
to let anybody see
you.
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I pur whiskey on him and inhale
cigarette smoke
and the whores and the bartenders
and the grocery clerks
never know that
he's
in there.

...

there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too clever, I only let him out
at night sometimes
when everybody's asleep.
I say, I know that you're there,
so don't be
sad.
then I put him back,
but he's singing a little
in there, I haven't quite let him
die
and we sleep together like
that
with our
secret pact
and it's nice enough to
make a man
weep, but I don't
weep, do you?