Jugar Por Jugar

I suggest that the saddest of prisoners
Have the right to silk sheets
Blessed be the mouth that gives kisses
And doesn't swallow coins

I propose to corrupt the puritan
Spy on the neighbors in the shower
Go take away from the Christian God
His crown of thorns

No daisies for the sane
You have to run faster than the police
To dance the waltz of memories
Crying with joy

Life is not a squared block
But a swallow in motion
That doesn't return to the nests of the past
Because it doesn't want the wind

It is advisable to sleep soundly
Away from design temptations
May not pass by your door
The man of your dreams

The frog hides an enchanted prince
Your mouth a bittersweet quince
How much desire for a crash course
Of screw kisses!

And playing just to play
Without having to die or kill
And living backwards
That dancing is dreaming with your feet

It's convenient to enter penultimate in the goal
Of the return to childhood on a scooter
And shoot the king of poets
With toy bullets

Why not graduate in zippers
Like the little ant on your back
And stitch with shreds of flags
Red and yellow panties

Tickles are needed for the serious
Think slowly to walk fast
Serenade in the cemetery
Dying of laughter