�� new old this that ��

2001-04-30.7:11 p.m.

King Jupiter - Painting by S.Mac 2/09/00. Poem by JRP

Hoy, la musica del su guitara
nos levanto' en un beso

�sos que miran

crecieron hasta el limite del mundo
y rodaron fundiendose
en una sola meteoro

todos de celos

Una l�nea de las ropas
Una Casa
Un poste del tel�fono
Nuestro futuro

Todo nos esperaba all�

Rey J�piter
nos mir� ir y �se
es desafortunado
porque nuestro amor
nos esperaba
all� tambi�n.

Por qu� �l no quisiera que fu�ramos?

�

Today the music of your guitar
lifted us on a kiss

Those watching

they grew to the edge of the world
and rolled melting
into a single meteor

all from jealousy

A clothesline
A house
A telephone pole
Our future

Everything was waiting for us there�

King Jupiter watched us go
and that is unfortunate
because our love was waiting
for us there
as well.

Why did he not want us to be?

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