Lyrics from Tango, Rock y Blues para Omar Khayyam

All lyrics by Horacio Ladrón de Guevara. Translation to English by Gary Sprague.

A man who thinks much

 

A man who thinks much
will soon snap like a sunflower,
for the stem cannot bear the weight
of being more head than heart.

A man who feels much
is like a river, always in action,
his feeling flows in song
every current, a new emotion.

Don't make a treasure of your
intelligence]
it goes no farther than the heart.
When intelligence is a seed
it drinks the sap of emotion.

The man who talks much
pays no attention to his words.
They are emptied of all substance
and he speaks withou t rhyme of reason.

The man who feels much
is like a tree in search of sun.
Always growing straight towards the sky
offering shade and fruits when full-grown.

Don't make a treasure of your
intelligence]
it goes no farther than the heart.
When intelligence is a seed
it drinks the sap of emotion.

No Faith

 

No Faith is sustained by demands
nor miracles by crawling on one's knees.
Bountiful god, if he had ever built a
casino,]
it would have gone broke centuries ago.

Like wine, faith fascinates the mind
and turns gods into Tyrants.
It's bad faith that leads the way,
the fuel for that invention called sin.

Life is never found through fear,
a tribute of light that was given us.
Closer to life is the vice-ridden,
though the Hermit makes a show
of virtue.]

Mosques, churches, synagogues
are houses of refuge for the fearful.
He who feels a pulse within his soul
wates none of it on supplications.

He who feels a pulse within his soul,
gives himself to life as a lover
gives himself to life as a lover.

River that cries

 

How hard it's to remove a thread,
that's soundly sleeping on the rug.
How great an effort is required,
for what leaves not even a shadow.

Thus follows on love lost,
a pain that grows if one names it so.
Ebony sky, the wolf's mouth,
that towards nightfall kills and devours.

Bitter potion
Cruel still
Incessant yoke
Nocturnal anger
Tithe of tears
Mourning that wanders.
Love lost.
Nerves and grief

Convoy of spectres
Thorny lips
Perverse mirror
Feast of stones.
Mind that howls
Nightly guardian
Love lost
River that cries

They accuse each other, they become
one.]
Like the flowers and the sun.

Like the strawberries in the field

 

To look within,
One need not look for light without.
Inside the heart,
There are no candles or mirrors.
When the almond tree flowers
It drinks the color of the land.
From the cup spills
That which is sewn beneath.

The past and the future
Are two witches who stalk you.
Let them drink of your present,
And you'll see they cannot fly.

Your music is waiting
For you to let loose its braids.
There is a love which awaits you
Like the strawberries in the field.

There are sounds in your blood
Where there are angels and beasts.
If you know how to mix the notes
Your legacy will be grandiose.
Death is only a landscape
Don't look upon it with sadness.
It's just a change of wardrobe
Because life if eternal.

[ESTRIBILLO bis]

The music is dreaming
Of you hoisting its ropes.
Life IS WATTING FOR YOU
Like the strawberries in the field.

Servility and Love

 

Servility and Love
tend to go together.
Ljke faith and rear.
Like one and two.
They accuse each other, they become one.
Like joy and pain.

Servility and Love,
tend to dream together.
Ljke the petty and the clever.
Like the axe and the woodcutter.
They accuse each other, they become one.
Eroticism and decency.

This other love we still don't understand.
We have yet to meet its God.
The love I speak of
is Love without Possession.
Never servile, it asks no explanations
and seeks no investment.
The Love I speak of,
Is Love without Possession.

Servility and Love,
tend to dance together.
Ljke the ship and the sea.
Like the blind man and his cane.
They accuse each other, they become one.
Like woman and man.

Servility and Love,
tend to labour together.
Ljke the spicier and the web.
Like the fish and the fisherman.
They accuse each other, they become
one].
Like the flowers and the sun.

I would place in a Barrel of Wine

 

I would place in a barrel of wine
the flags of all nations,
and drink until all concept of
Nationalism was lost from consciousness.

Entires peoples would not wage war,
the soldier would not make sense
and nations, seeing themselves as brother
would build bridges instead of walls.

You're a fool who criticizes me for my
dreams]
why don't you dram a better future?
My being does not understand how to
hate you,]
if you're my brother, my father, my son.

Virgins and saints of a thousand religions
I would gather as well, all in one place
and with eyes closed feeling the silence
100 nights long with these pilgrims.
Fernanda, Elisenda, Manuel,
Jordi, Carlos,
Daniela, Marcelo, Joaquín, Gary together.
Victor, Diego, Hilario, Maria, Eduardo,
Ruben, Leo, Max y Tania,
a cocktail of friends

You're a fool who criticizes me for my
dreams]
why don't you dream of changing the
future?]
My being don't understand, why enmity
should tie us]
if we are humans, brothers and each our
own.]

A King half dressed

 

A king half-dressed
is not king at all.
A journey halfway
is not a journey at all.
A feast half-finished
is not feast at all.
A love half-hearted
is not love at all.
A life half-lived
is not life at all.

Keep growing with all your strength.
Climb, climb, and climb.
To your hearth tell it to climb.
Don't be half a man.
Don't be half a woman.
It's possible to go beyond.
It's possible to go beyond.
The journey is measured by the heart.
The journey is measured by the heart.

I like my friends free

 

I like my friends free of Morality,
but I have no such luck.
I like my mother to wait for me in the
afternoons]
but I have no such luck
I like those who love without demands
but I have no such luck
I wish countries were like village
neighbourhoods]
but such luck is not to be found.
I enjoy tables covered with cloth
but my luck is made of plástic.
I love sex like in Rome
but this is Europe, what luck.

Dogs are souls that return
but we kick them.
Children are magic
but we must educate them.
Trees are Gods
who take care of us.
Love is understanding
that nothing is sin.

But no one has such luck
But no one has such luck
what bad luck!

The Pride

 

Pride like two towers
fell flat smashing its tentacles
filling the city with death-consumption
closed the curtain, stopping the show.

Crows, snakes, rodents, hordes
of pride fled in fear.
Rage arrived, her darker sister,
to stab the pus in the name of God
and country]

Love with love is paid
Pain with pain mutilates,
Of Pride and Rage nothing is born
Pride and Rage,
daughters of greed.

The food America has swallowed
has left other peoples with plates empty
Pride thus put on the face of Gluttony
and so Gluttony tyojed to Avarice.

No God commanded the slaughter
by those who reverence no such God,
faith, sex and vice may we keep
secret that which admits of no answer

Love with love is paid
Pain with pain mutilates
Of Pride and Rage nothing is born
Pride and Rage
daughters of Greed.

Vineyards of Rage

 

Vineyards of rage, just like the movie,
rny friend is crying accumulated hate,
his body shakes like a thin branch,
and Rage falls, and he's left empty.

Blows received from his párente as a kid,
make him walk as a man humiliated.
He blasphemes, renounces, spite on life,
the grapes of that Rage, poisoned wine.

I, who am his friend,
speak of forgiveness,
and he, who is my friend,
speaks of revenge;
"In my gute I carry
a boiling hate"
he says to me one aftemoon
and I can't deny it.
Press the labour of true forgiveness.
Press the labour of being forgiven.
He who has done so,
knows the meaning of my words.
for it is there that the whole man has
his beginnings].

No one is to blame for our present,
things happen; they happen and that's it.
If he who once love you,
has humiliated you in his day,
open your heart, you should forgive him!

Hate is drunk in the Vineyards of Rage
and like an alchemist we should seek ite
transformation].
The only water that can cleanse this Rage,
is water bom of having forgiven.

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