October 12 2 009
To become Major
They say that one begins becoming major, when a good day is surprised likewise remembering the past, and for his misfortune, he thinks that that time was better. This is not my case, my imagination has always been very fluid and to daydream has been part of me, you already see things of a pound, air symbol. But to story from which this was coming … ah yes, it had thought to write on Joaquín Sabina and the saint me went away to the sky, good, better to a plant, the Mandrake and hence to the trio of the same name, which did in 1981 the delights of this blogero, but since everything in me cannot be simple, my mind recovered a poem already almost forgotten by the current rhythms, the poem it belongs to the song “It opens your balcony” and says this way:
Why are the people sad,
with the look without life
as lost in the air.What happens in the heart?,
Why does nobody love?
What planet or what destination
does it take us nowhere?
with the lost hope,
without a reason that of sense to the life.
This song, Carlos Cano and José Manuel Soto interpret it to duo.
For me, 81 and the years that came next were really brilliant, exciting, avenging and united, of some form, they have marked what on the day of today is my special way of living. The truth is that not, if remembering the past will be making me major, but what yes I can assure to you (without intention of looking like a pedant) is that I am proud to be how I am, to think how I think and to live as I have lived (still alive), and in the same way, to be grateful to these years for all the experiences, happy and less happy that in the “old rucksack” I will take some day.
And yes, for this and other cochairs that possibly it counts in another occasion, the night hardly it confuses me.
