Mario Benedetti
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Mario BenedettiTactic and StrategyMy tactic is to look at youTo learn how you are Love you as you are My tactic is to talk to you And listen to you And construct with words An indestructible bridge My tactic is to stay in your memory I don't know how Nor with what pretext But stay within you My tactic is to be honest And know you are too And that we don't sell each other illusions So that between us there is no curtain or abyss My strategy instead is Deeper and simpler. My strategy is that some day I don't know how, nor with what pretext That finally you need me.” When we were kidsWhen we were kidsthe old ones were like thirty a puddle was an ocean death plain and simple did not exist later when guys the old men were people of forty a pond was ocean death only a word when we get married the elders were in fifty a lake was an ocean death was death of the others now veterans we already caught up with the truth the ocean is finally the ocean but death begins to be ours. I love you (Te quiero)Your hands are my caressmy daily reminders I love you because your hands work hard for justice if I love you, it's because you are my love my accomplice my all and out in the street arm in arm we are much more than two Your eyes are my lucky charm against the bad days I love you for your gaze that watches and seeds the future Your mouth that’s yours and mine Your mouth that’s never wrong I love you because your mouth knows how to yell like a rebel If I love you it's because you are my love my accomplice my all and out in the street arm in arm we are much more than two And for your honest face and your vagabond step and your weeping for the world because you’re one of the people, I love you And because love is not a halo or an innocent fairytale and because we are a couple that knows we’re not alone I love you in my paradise by which I mean my country where the people live happily even if they have no time off If I love you it's because you are my love my accomplice my all and out in the street arm in arm we are much more than two |