La Casa Azul
Duncan Dhu
The Blue House
What do you prefer, you can choose
the legend or just the woman?
They will laugh if they see you here
and they will talk about you for a long time.
They are stories from the street
that are told and known.
The legend of the South Expansion,
now lives in the blue house.
Without looking, she goes out the back
to buy like the others.
They are stories of a street,
of gatherings and bars.
The blue house, the blue house
still stands looking back.
Its large entrance with little light
no longer invites anyone to enter.
There is no one left in the city
to know her room,
there is no one else who wants to enter
there another night.
The wrinkles on her dry skin
no longer remember who she was.
Love was her profession
and honor was her curse.
They are stories from the street
that are told and known.
The blue house, the blue house
still stands looking back.
Its large entrance with little light
no longer invites anyone to enter.
There is no one left in the city
to know her room,
there is no one else who wants to enter
there another night.
