Duermes

Cuts that ravage the earth and to recover never again.
And now you sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep ....
Where the undying begins that we find when we die
where the undying ends that we lose when we are born.

And late comes being early and you chew on life waiting
you don't show doubt or offend or poke or cut or sleep.
You sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep.
It's you who ties yourself to a leg and vomits.
I pay, your vomit tears me apart on my back even if you're a thug.

Not even if a dream strips me of forgotten landscapes
not even knowing if peace wins over war by soldiers
let the tree that only sheds leaves and doesn't win or lose reason
only in sprouts that it maintains will be enough. I don't want ties!

I don't want ties!

From a silent slap no more dead.
From a caress the poison if I want.
How is it that people die of hunger and spend their share on nuclear bombs.

It's you who ties yourself to a leg and vomits.
I pay, your vomit tears me apart on my back even if you're a thug.