Ciudades Perdidas
Fernando Delgadillo
Lost Cities
What would I talk to people about
about the lost cities
you got the interview.
And left it to my opinion.
Why could I advise
the naked people
who live off garbage
and cover themselves with cardboard
and don't give an address.
What could I tell
your grandfather about life
I would ask for his advice
I wouldn't give him a lesson.
That way I would see in his words
of lost cities
the pressures, the shattered dreams
the nightmares.
How much pure Mexico
speaks through that voice
speaks through his voice.
I've been listening to you
for a while now.
between tones and mockery
a certain malice.
Something in your questions
was done in such a way
that no matter what I answer
it always sounds bad.
I will remind you that I write songs
with no other intentions than to improve.
Hopefully one day they serve and question.
So that everyone confronts a truth,
I could say... that trying works.
Do you know where
the lost cities are
then they are not lost
they can be found
because you don't go and ask
them about their wounds
surely you will get
an unparalleled report
and a real interview.
What am I to the people
of the lost cities
who survive lost
in this time and place
I am also from a city
overpopulated and cold
that sometimes is moved
if it sees us cry
why would I want more
To be born there or here of that
no one is to blame
no one enjoys the right
to choose, I think
what can I tell them
what can I say
take a moment and help me answer
some are seeds and others will not be
hopefully one day they serve and question
so that everyone confronts a truth
I could say... that trying works
Sometimes I heard about the lost cities
that strange stories one can find
He who seeks finds lost cities
why are they there? who let them get lost?
No one wants to hear from the lost cities
where is their voice? who doesn't let them speak?
What secrets do the lost cities hide
Are there memories, stories, legends, will they be?
Some are afraid of the lost cities
are they decent people, can they be touched?
How do they reproduce, how do they communicate
what are they plotting? who is their captain?
Guess what inhabits the lost cities
are they hostile, senile, of April, feverish
rodents, rumors, actors of the marginal direction
of some animal kingdom?
Forgotten, kept that sometimes is seen
pronounced between hurtful, grieving teeth
sleeping, but intelligent. What do they take, what do they steal, what
do they accuse, what do they ask for and even survive
and of those that no one would want to find
in a high place, in corners, not in the alleys,
nor find among the lines their mocking faces
because it is still possible to stop looking
and how, how do you see it?