Sé breve

Sé breve, y recoge los frutos de la constancia, porque aquí todo puede cambiar, la vida no tiene en cuenta que tu estés de homenaje propio a tu nacimiento, no aquí todo cambia, y no respeta ni fechas señaladas en el calendario con "fosforito".

Así pues, cambia tu cara, piensa en las horas de insomnio y disfruta de los bandazos que da la vida, para que no sea monótona. Siempre se puede tirar del refranero castellano, rico en frases justificatorias, y piensa que "No hay mal que por bien no venga"

Toda esta fase de indiferencia común cambia, ahora ya no habrá indiferencia, habrá rencor digerido, digestión facilitada por la viscosidad de las largas horas de ninguneo a la vida ajena que no sea la de "vuesa merced", puesto que tu eres el rey. Aunque los consejeros desaparezcan alrededor, para irse a la imaginaria conspiración contra el poder.

Un abrazo al abandono de la piedad, un aplauso por la madurez a base de hostias, un vitoreo por el ego enriquecido por las grandes formas. En menos de lo que dura un ciclo de Tierra con Sol, di cuenta de personas por las que éstos cambian su estado y giran alrededor de su presencia. Bien, caminad y poneos morenos con ese astro rey que gira alla donde vas.

Marlango - It's allrigth

Tigers know their stripes
Tigers know their game
But we are all so busy
Thinking people look at us
We miss the miracle in their eyes

And tigers also do a little act
When they know they are being checked out
But you are not being studied
No, you are not being judged
There is no BBC crew waiting for you to screw

So come on and do your little dance
Do your little dance for me
There's everything you need to do
A little, little, little dance for me

There is choreography in traffic jams
A weird poetry in people walking by
There is music in the streets
And harmony in machines
There's every thing I need to do
A little dance for me

So come on and do your little dance
Do your little dance for me
There's everything you need to do
A little, little, little dance for me

And tigers also stop at traffic lights
Tigers know their game
But we are all so busy
Thinking people look at us
We miss the miracle in their eyes

So come on and do your little dance
Do your little dance for me
There's everything you need to do
A little, little, little dance for me

There is choreography in traffic jams
A weird poetry in people walking by
There is music in the streets
And harmony in machines
There's every thing I need to do
A little dance for me

So come on and do your little dance
Do your little dance for me
There's everything you need to do
A little, little, little dance for me
And tigers also stop at traffic lights