viernes, 21 de diciembre de 2012

I come and stand at every door

... el mundo se ha acabado muchas veces, o al menos así ha sido para muchas personas.

"I come and stand at every door", palabras de Nazim Hikmet y música de The Byrds, un tema escalofriante de un grupo más bien luminoso y de buen karma...

I Come and Stand at Every Door by The Byrds on Grooveshark

I come and stand at every door
But no one hears my silent tread
I knock and yet remain unseen
For I am dead, for I am dead

I'm only seven although I died
In Hiroshima long ago
I'm seven now as I was then
When children die they do not grow

My hair was scorched by swirling flame
My eyes grew dim my eyes grew blind
Death came and turned my bones to dust
And that was scattered by the wind

I need no fruit, I need no rice
I need no sweets, nor even bread
I ask for nothing for myself
For I am dead, for I am dead

All I ask is that for peace
You fight today, you fight today
So that the children of this world
May live and grow and laugh and play

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