Las Meninas
Mecánica Popular
The Ladies-in-waiting
The howls of the wolves of your soul
Scare away the doves of mine.
They stop at the edge of the moon
And their shadows are two bleeding petals,
Still bleeding,
- that's how things are -
You used to copy the ladies-in-waiting as a child
And Velázquez sinned of being perfect,
I trembled in the beauty of the attempt
I still tremble,
I still..., tremble.
Tomorrow I'll buy tickets but I don't know where
Tomorrow I'll buy tickets but I don't know where
Tomorrow I'll buy tickets but I don't know where,
Where.
In my room the guest chair
Pointing towards the door withers,
Because in vain the leaks are an orchestra
If the poorest don't love under it.
Me in Santiago...
Tomorrow I'll buy tickets but I don't know where
Tomorrow I'll buy tickets but I don't know where
Tomorrow I'll buy tickets but I don't know where,
Where.
