lunes, 25 de enero de 2010

La gota en el ojo (Rain) por Sumo

Rock it out, man.

Sing the song today.

Do it right, man.

Night & day.

Rain falls down on me.

Rain, rain, rain, rain, rain

falling down on me.

It falls on the trees

and it falls on the stones.

It falls on the earth

and old dry bones.

Rain falling all over the world.

Rain falling on the little boys & girls.

It falls in the puddles

and it falls in the snow.

It falls wherever you go

It falls in the desert

when you're dying of thirst.

It falls when you think

you're the last, but you're

the first.

rain...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ttHUu0ftpIs

The rescuer, the joke and the thirst.

Can you take me to the extraction point?

I need some water. Hurry up!

There is another hostage in the dark
and their head shimmers under enemy's sight.

You only carry bodies to extraction fucking point, but
you never wonder where they go to

Where?

Somebody has picked them up when you went back.
The same one that ties their hands,
covers their mouths with silver tape, putting them in another place where you come back to rescue them, restless,
with empty canteen,
lately you promise them
an oasis-heaven drink.

Who is it? Is it doing a joke? We'll never know it.

Its name is the Thirst.