Cafe para Platón
Fernando Ubiergo
Coffee for Plato
One day in October he didn't come to class
He had left the university
Like an unfinished cigarette
His career remained.
He always asked for a coffee for Plato and
Some coins for transportation
He had nothing and was worth more than me
Because he gave everything.
Tell me, friend, where in the world will you
Be having coffee with Plato
I know well that you will be
Talking about peace, about peace.
You always said that peace slips away
Through the fingers of humanity
And you try to bring them together, there are so many hands
That you won't reach.
The class continued in the cafe
Outside the world
Was spinning backwards,
It was the crazy
Adventure of faith,
For change was backwards.
One day in October he didn't come to class
One day in October a coffee that cooled down
Today no one asks for a coffee for Plato because
He left.
Tell me, friend, where...
A coffee for Plato that only cooled down
In my song.
