Zombie

Dance
in the inner silence
something
tender and deceitful
for passion,
farce, myth and pain
for the phobia
the grimace bit itself.

Dance
in this social fury
deny
the goose the disease
fed up
with a gaga oratory
never
will the panda be polar.

The zombie goes
blind, deaf without speaking
he got tired of himself
a murky believer he was
doesn't know how to forgive
nervous with amulets
he shouts.
A hundred blocks of line
to see the savior
to Luján, to Liniers
to the monk's tower.

Beware, beware, beware, beware, beware
be careful with faith
beware, beware, beware, beware, beware
with bad faith.

A hundred blocks of line
to see the savior
to Luján, to Liniers
to the monk's tower.

Blind...
deaf...
dumb...
zombies...
zombies...
zombies...
zombies...
zombies.