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Divendres, 08 de agost de 2008

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"When shall we three meet again in thunder, lightning, or in rain? When the hurlyburly 's done,
When the battle 's lost and won". (Act I, Scene I).

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Dilluns, 04 de agost de 2008

Moments

Moments
Jorge Luis Borges

If I was able to live my life anew,
In the next I would try to make more mistakes,
I would not try to be so perfect, I would relax more,
I would be more more silly than I have been,
In fact, I would take things less seriously.
I would be less hygienic,
I would run more risks, take more trips,
contemplate more dusks,climb more mountains,
swim more rivers.
I would go more places that I have never been,
I would eat more ice creams and less beans,
I would have more real problems and less imaginary ones.
I was one of those people who lived
sensibly and prolifically each minute of his life
Of course I had moments of happiness
But if I could go back I would have only good moments.

For if you don’t know that is what life is made of -only moments,
don’t forget the now.

I was one of those who never went anywhere
without a thermometer, a hot-water bottle,
an umbrella and a parachute.
If I could live again I would travel lighter,
If I could live again I would walk barefoot
from the beginning of spring and c
ontinue until the end of autumn,
I would take more carriage rides,
contemplate more dawns, play with more children if
I had another life ahead of me.
But I am already 85 years old and I know that I am dying

Translation by Janet Mactavish

Por una cabeza, Carlos Gardel

Si pudiera vivir nuevamente mi vida.
En la próxima trataría de cometer más errores.
No intentaría ser tan perfecto, me relajaría más.
Sería más tonto de lo que he sido, de hecho
tomaría muy pocas cosas con seriedad.
Sería menos higiénico.
Correría más riesgos, haría más viajes, contemplaría
más atardeceres, subiría más montañas, nadaría más ríos.
Iría a más lugares adonde nunca he ido, comería
más helados y menos habas, tendría más problemas
reales y menos imaginarios.
Yo fui una de esas personas que vivió sensata y prolíficamente
cada minuto de su vida; claro que tuve momentos de alegría.
Pero si pudiera volver atrás trataría de tener
solamente buenos momentos.
Por si no lo saben, de eso está hecha la vida, sólo de momentos;
no te pierdas el ahora.
Yo era uno de esos que nunca iban a ninguna parte sin termómetro,
una bolsa de agua caliente, un paraguas y un paracaídas;
Si pudiera volver a vivir, viajaría más liviano.
Si pudiera volver a vivir comenzaría a andar descalzo a principios
de la primavera y seguiría así hasta concluir el otoño.
Daría más vueltas en calesita, contemplaría más amaneceres
y jugaría con más niños, si tuviera otra vez la vida por delante.
Pero ya tengo 85 años y sé que me estoy muriendo.

La parte de adelante, Andres Calamaro

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Dimecres, 30 de juliol de 2008

If

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you
But make allowance for their doubting too,
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream--and not make dreams your master,
If you can think--and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings--nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much,
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And--which is more--you'll be a Man, my son!

RK

Que suene esta canción cada vez que yo me muera...

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