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Octavo Día


El Octaco Día

el octavo día Dios después de tanto trabajar
para liberar tensiones luego ya de revisar
fijo todo está muy bien es hora de descansar
y se fue a dar un paseo por el espacio sideral
quién se iba a imaginar que el mismo Dios al regresar
iba a encontrarlo todo en un desorden infernal
y que se iba a convertir en un desempleado más
de la tasa que anualmente está creciendo sin parar
desde ese entonces hay quienes lo han visto
solo en las calles transitar
anda esperando paciente por alguien
con quien al menos tranquilo
pueda conversar

coro:
mientras tanto este mundo gira y gira
sin poderlo detener
y aquí abajo unos cuantos nos manejam
como fichas de ajedrez
no soy la clase de idiota
que se deja convencer
pero digo la verdad
y hasta un ciego lo puede ver
si a falta de ocupación
o de excesiva soledad
Dios no resistiera más
y se marchara a outro lugar
sería nuestra perdición
no habría outro remedio más
que adorar a michael jackson
a bill çlinton o a tarzán
es más difícil ser rey sin corona
que una persona más normal
pobre de Dios que no sale en revistas
que no es modelo ni artista o de familia real

coro

The Eighth Day

On the eighth day, God, after so much work
freeing tensions, then checking now
he noticed all was very good; it was the hour of resting
and he went away to take a stroll through space

who was going to imagine that God himself, upon returning,
was going to find it all in an infernal disorder
and that he was going to convert to a jobless person more (jobless)
than the rate that annually increases without stopping

from then on there were those that had seen him
alone in the streets traveling
he walks waiting patiently for someone
with whom he could at least calmly speak to

meanwhile, this world turns around and around
without being able to detain itself
and here below some drive us like chess pieces
I'm not the type of idiot
that stops convincing
but I say the truth
and even a blind man can see him

if it's from the lack of an occupation
or from excessive solitude
God didn't resist it anymore
and he left for another place
it would be our prediction
there would be no other solution
than to adore Michael Jackson,
Bill Clinton, or Tarzan

it's more difficult to be a king without a crown
than to be a normal person
poor God doesn't appear in magazines
he's not a model nor an artist nor from a royal family

meanwhile, this world turns around and around
without being able to detain itself
and here below some drive us like chess pieces
I'm not the type of idiot
that stops convincing
but I say the truth
and even a blind man can see him

meanwhile, this world turns around and around
without being able to detain itself
and here below some drive us like chess pieces
I'm not the type of idiot
that stops convincing
but I say the truth
and even a blind man can see him

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