LEDESMA 9

Let's get away, you say, find a better place,

Miles and miles away from the city's race,

Look around for someone lying in the sunshine

Marking time,

Hear the sighs,

Close your eyes...

Time passes all too soon, how it rushes by,

Now a thousand moons are about to die

No time to reflect on what the time was spent on,

Nothing left,

Far away,

Dreamers fade...

(The Pentangle, Light Flight, 1969)

The End

This is the end,

Beautiful friend.

This is the end,

My only friend, the end.

Of our elaborate plans, the end.

Of everything that stands, the end.

No safety or surprise, the end.

I'll never look into your eyes... again.

(Jim Morrison, The end, 1967)

White Room

At the party

she was kindness

in the hard crowd

Consolation

for the old wound

now forgotten

Yellow tigers

crouched in jungles

in her dark eyes

She's just dressing

goodbye windows

tired starlings

(Cream, White Room, 1968)

Marienbad

- Je vous repète que c'est impossible, je n'ai même jamais été à Frederiksbad.
- Eh bien, c'êtait ailleurs... peut être... a Karlstadt, a Marienbad, ou Baden-Salsa, ou même ici dans ce salon. Vous m'avez suivi jusqu'ici pour que je vous montre cette image...

(Alain Resnais - L'année dernière à Marienbad - 1961)

("Y en medio Ella, la esfinge que no recuerda nada, que no tiene nada que contar, que debe ser devuelta a la vida para que todo pueda volver a empezar").

(Carlos Losilla - Cahiers du cinéma)

Seems like only yesterday

Strange it is to be beside you, many years the tables turned
You'd probably not believe me if I told you all I've learned
And it is very very weird, indeed
To hear words like "forever" plead
So ships run through my mind I cannot cheat
It's like looking in a teacher's face complete
I can say nothing to you but repeat
What I heard
That love is just a four-letter word.

(Bob Dylan, Love Is Just A Four-Letter Word, 1967)

Dedicado a L, I left my mind behind

Longer Boats

Longer boats are coming to win us

They're coming to win us, they're coming to win us

Longer boats are coming to win us

Hold on to the shore,

Or they'll be taking the key from the door.

(Cat Stevens, Longer Boats, 1970)

Going Up the Country

I'm gonna leave this city,

got to get away.

I'm gonna leave this city,

got to get away.

All this fussing and fighting, man,

you know I sure can't stay

(Canned Heat, Going Up the Country, 1968)