more shakira--and a paraphrase ::bows to aeslis::

[cimorene]

aeslis: my sister is making fun of me because i'm listening to shakira.
me: shakira rocks, yo.
ae-chan: ...does she write ANYTHING that's not about love!
me: yes! yes she does! she has AT LEAST one song that's not about love... ::searches frantically::

and in that spirit i bring you, from the first album, 'pies descalzos sueños blancos' -- 'bare feet, white dreams'
shakira mebarak + luis f. ochoa

you bit into the apple and renounced paradise
and you condemned a serpent
all the while being just like him and just as you wished.
for thousands of years you remained naked
and you faced dinosaurs beneath a roof but without a shield

and now here you are, wishing for happiness,
when even your own destiny didn't matter to you.

you belonged to an ancient race
of bare feet and white dreams
you were dust and dust you are
and you think that iron always softens in fire.

you built an exacting world of perfect new-made things
each and every thing calculated,
in its own space and time

and i who am completely chaos,
coming and going, in name and in fact,
i don't fit in your world. (/you don't understand me.)

greet your neighbor, wake at a certain time,
work every day to make a living in life,
answer only these and feel only like this
and God will protect us from bad thoughts.
fulfil your obligations (/finish your work) and go to school
and what would your family say if you were a failure?
always wear your shoes, don't make a fuss at the dinner table,
wear fine socks and a tie to all parties,
and women should always marry before the age of thirty
if they don't dress perfectly, and even if they don't want to
and at your fifteenth birthday party it's best not to forget
the fine champagne, and to dance the waltz well.


Tu mordiste la manzana
y renunciaste al paraíso
y condenaste a una serpiente
siendo tú el que así lo quiso.
Por milenios y milenios
permaneciste desnudo
y te enfrentaste a dinosaurios
bajo un techo y sin escudo.
Y ahora estás aquí,
queriendo ser feliz,
cuando no te importó
un pepino tu destino.

Perteneciste a una raza antigua
de pies descalzos
y de sueños blancos.
Fuiste polvo, polvo eres.
Piensa que el hierro
siempre al calor es blando.

Construiste un mundo exacto
de acabados tan perfectos
cada cosa calculada
en su espacio y a su tiempo.
Yo que soy un caos completo
las entradas, las salidas,
los nombres y las medidas
no me caben en los sesos.

Y ahora estas aquí
queriendo ser feliz
cuando no te importo
un pepino tu destino.

Perteneciste a una raza
antigua de pies descalzos
y de sueños blancos.
Fuiste polvo, polvo eres
piensa que el hierro
siempre al calor es blando.

Saludar al vecino,
acostarse a una hora,
trabajar cada día
para vivir en la vida,

contestar solo aquello
y sentir solo esto
y que Dios nos ampare
de malos pensamientos.

Cumplir con las tareas,
asistir al colegio.
Que diría la familia
si eres un fracasado ?
Ponte siempre zapatos,
no hagas ruido en la mesa,
usa medias veladas y corbata en las fiestas.

Las mujeres se casan
siempre antes de treinta
si no vestirán santos
aunque así no lo quieran.
Y en la fiesta de quince
es mejor no olvidar
una fina champaña
y bailar bien el vals,
y bailar bien el vals.

Comments

i know more spanish than i thought

[kmazzy.livejournal.com]

heheh polvo - that is always on ingredients lists - like for powdered eggs. polvo de whatevereggis! ova? something like that?

i am going to make galletas de mantequilla sometime. they're yum. my sis has a spanish recipe book.

oooh i'm so clever. haha.

^__^