viernes, 28 de septiembre de 2012
Come save us
Impossible to get a job
The rich rolling in bread
The rest will have to rob
Can´t pay the mortgage
Pack up and live under a bridge
Companies have to sack
Climb the mountain and jump off the ridge
The poor get poorer
While we carry our children on our back
Sleeping in the street next to the sewer
Bombs explode
Bodies corrode
Come save us Jeshua
People in dire need of your help
Children starving
People dying
Come save us Jeshua
We are tired of crying
Thy kingdom come
thy will be done
Give us today our daily bread
Your childen are dying and want to be fed
copyright 2012 alan moliner
viernes, 21 de septiembre de 2012
Thoughts
Thoughts in my mind
They come and go
Wonder what it´s like to be blind
Although I am not and I´m able to see
I do think at times I am so blind
Thoughts in my mind
Come and go
Walking along almost running into a tree
That would have been just fine
Hitting a tree
Might knock some sense into old poor me
copyright 2012 alan moliner
They come and go
Wonder what it´s like to be blind
Although I am not and I´m able to see
I do think at times I am so blind
Thoughts in my mind
Come and go
Walking along almost running into a tree
That would have been just fine
Hitting a tree
Might knock some sense into old poor me
copyright 2012 alan moliner
lunes, 10 de septiembre de 2012
Saw my father
Saw my father lying dead
Kissed him on his cold forehead
He always told me to watch the ball
Still waiting for him to call
He watches over my Mom
Wish I knew exactly where from
Perhaps walking along the beach
What a pity so out of my reach
Think about him everyday
I´m sure you know Mom is okay
I wish you could tell me where you are
One day I´ll fly to see you no matter how far
Still waiting for him to call
He watches over my Mom
Wish I knew exactly where from
Perhaps walking along the beach
What a pity so out of my reach
Think about him everyday
I´m sure you know Mom is okay
I wish you could tell me where you are
One day I´ll fly to see you no matter how far
copyright 2012 alan moliner
Silence in silence
Tall green trees all around me
Sunlight filtering through every branch
Sunlight filtering through every branch
Thus I will do my best to be quite witty
The silence in the park calms my spirit
People walking slowly so peacefully
Many of them sitting down reading a book
Some come and go riding a bicycle so happily
Not far from me
The sound of water in the brook
A child playing with a swing
Another sitting down playing in the sand
Who knows what tomorrow will bring,
although we live far away in another land
People are born
People die
All of us strive to be happy
Others think life can be rather crappy
In the end, one day we all will fly
Sitting in the park on an autumn day
Watching people walking by
So many things we want to say
Other things left unsaid
How many times we will have to cry
copyright 2012 alan moliner
Translated into Spanish by alan moliner
Sentado en el parque en la ciudad
Arboles altos alrededor de mi
La luz del sol que se filtra por cada rama
Haré lo mejor para ser bastante agudo
El silencio del parque calma mi espíritu
La gente andando lentamente tan plácidamente
Muchos de ellos sentados leyendo un libro
Algunos van y vienen en bicicleta felizmente
No muy lejos de mi
El sonido del agua en el arroyo
Un niño jugando con un columpio
Otro sentado jugando en la arena
Quien sabe lo que mañana traerá,
aunque vivimos muy lejos en otro país
La gente nace
La gente muere
Todos nos esforzamos para ser feliz
Otros piensan que la vida puede ser bastante asquerosa
Al final, un día todos volaremos
Sentado en el parque,
en un día agradable de otoño
Mirando la gente paseando
Tantas cosas queremos decir
Cuantas veces tendrémos que llorar
The silence in the park calms my spirit
People walking slowly so peacefully
Many of them sitting down reading a book
Some come and go riding a bicycle so happily
Not far from me
The sound of water in the brook
A child playing with a swing
Another sitting down playing in the sand
Who knows what tomorrow will bring,
although we live far away in another land
People are born
People die
All of us strive to be happy
Others think life can be rather crappy
In the end, one day we all will fly
Sitting in the park on an autumn day
Watching people walking by
So many things we want to say
Other things left unsaid
How many times we will have to cry
copyright 2012 alan moliner
Translated into Spanish by alan moliner
Sentado en el parque en la ciudad
Arboles altos alrededor de mi
La luz del sol que se filtra por cada rama
Haré lo mejor para ser bastante agudo
El silencio del parque calma mi espíritu
La gente andando lentamente tan plácidamente
Muchos de ellos sentados leyendo un libro
Algunos van y vienen en bicicleta felizmente
No muy lejos de mi
El sonido del agua en el arroyo
Un niño jugando con un columpio
Otro sentado jugando en la arena
Quien sabe lo que mañana traerá,
aunque vivimos muy lejos en otro país
La gente nace
La gente muere
Todos nos esforzamos para ser feliz
Otros piensan que la vida puede ser bastante asquerosa
Al final, un día todos volaremos
Sentado en el parque,
en un día agradable de otoño
Mirando la gente paseando
Tantas cosas queremos decir
Cuantas veces tendrémos que llorar
Walking
Simply walk
Just listen
No need to talk
No need to glisten
Just Be
To be free
As you walk along the sea,
Inhale then exhale
Leaving footprints on the sand
It´s not at all a tall tale
Simply feeling oh so grand
Being here and now
There´s no need to make a bow
Being one with the Tao
As you drink,
swallow and let it sink
Let the water flow
Like the falling snow
Caressing your soul
On your morning stroll
copyright 2012 alan moliner
sábado, 8 de septiembre de 2012
A Poem in Spanish "La crisis"
“La Crisis ”
Recortes en todo
Nadie arrima el codo
Metidos todos estamos en el
lodo
Es que no hay otro modo?
Si te pones malo
Que te den un palo
Si eres un abuelo
Seguro te vas al cielo
Tampoco hay ni médicos ni
enfermeras
Solo te hacen caso
si eres Fernando Alonso
Si tienen que operarte
Te mandan a Trinidad
Estará cerrado
Mejor que te prepares para ser
enterrado
Moriremos de tanto esperar
Parece que lo tenemos bastante crudo,
Pero está claro que nos vamos a
quedar parados y mudo
Y el gobierno se pregunta
Que hacemos con el pobre
minero?
Debajo de la alfombra metiendo
la mierda
Siempre son los mismos los que
tienen que pagar
Los poderosos siempre pueden
falsificar
Para que enseñar?
Solamente hay mas prostitución
Los salarios no
Solo los políticos tienen
buenos puestos
Si pides un préstamo
Te miran con cara de asco
Tengo que pasarme toda la vida
en casa?
Y si no que hagan la maleta
Que los alemanes ya tienen la
receta
2012 alan moliner
miércoles, 5 de septiembre de 2012
Will I fly?
Will I fly
When I die?
It often comes to my mind
What is the fate of all mankind
Will the spirit leave the body?
I wonder if it happens to everybody!
People die everyday
Do they fly so far away?
It is said we are born again
Perhaps even live in Bombay
What is death after all?
Something natural we must follow the
call
Not to worry the slightest at all
Not to worry the slightest at all
Some people say they see a light
Will I fly as light as a kite?
Reaching the light
Will my spirit shine and be bright?
Flying with the wind on my face
Never more leaving any trace
I hope I do meet someone to embrace
Will I fly
When I die?
Will I fly
When I die?
copyright 2012 alan moliner
Feeling Good
You don´t need to be wealthy
If you want to be healthy
It´s really easy if you try
I guarantee you won´t even cry
In the morning drink two glasses of water
More than twelve a day would be fine,
But never less than nine
Everyday to rise and shine
Eat fruits and vegetables everyday
That´s what doctors always say
No need to eat fatty food
You know that´s bad
if you want to feel good
and you want to be glad
Don´t forget to eat all kinds of nuts
They´re natural and keep away diseases
and you´ll never ever be stuck in any kinds of ruts
Walk or run several times per week at least for an
hour
It´s said it´s good for the memory and the heart
I´m sure you won´t feel so terribly sour,
and it´s something anyone can easily take part
Smoking
You got to be joking
Tobacco companies roll in bread
They don´t care if one day you´ll simply drop dead
So, feel good to be alive and well
That´s all I´m simply trying to tell
Copyright 2012 alan moliner
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