Con mis lunes al sol y de pie

Fotografía: Otras Tardes

When I was young, it seemed that life was so wonderful,
A miracle, oh it was beautiful, magical.
And all the birds in the trees, well theyd be singing so happily,
Joyfully, playfully watching me.
But then they send me away to teach me how to be sensible,
Logical, responsible, practical.
And they showed me a world where I could be so dependable,
Clinical, intellectual, cynical.

There are times when all the worlds asleep,
The questions run too deep
For such a simple man.
Wont you please, please tell me what weve learned
I know it sounds absurd
But please tell me who I am.

Now watch what you say or theyll be calling you a radical,
Liberal, fanatical, criminal.
Wont you sign up your name, wed like to feel youre
Acceptable, respecable, presentable, a vegtable!

At night, when all the worlds asleep,
The questions run so deep
For such a simple man.
Wont you please, please tell me what weve learned
I know it sounds absurd
But please tell me who I am.

The Logical song




.....Como un fantasma, el cierre del astillero planea sobre ellos. En su calendario todos los días son festivos, pero en todos hay motivo para la desesperación. Esta es la historia de los que viven la vida en domingo, de los que pasan los lunes al sol. Y parado significa estar sin em-pleo, sin corazón, sin razón. Pero en algunos parado significa de pie.