Blessed be the rare exceptions,
the bruises of the vulnerable,
the lips that take advantage of the corners,
more forgotten, more unforgettable,
blessed be they, blessed be they.
The miraculous saints, the fat caries,
the crazy people who think they're Napoleons,
the pale lesbians, the sweet queers,
the snot of people with windows,
the one-eyed people who do not want to see visions,
the dead that die with the desire.
Blessed be the zeros to the left,
those who were born in no place,
those of viva Zapata manque perdida,
the ladies who call themselves Soledad,
The saber of the sailor, the decay of the dentist,
the good airs, the bad husbands,
the venial drugs, the boiled soup,
the smart ones that seem subnormal,
those who could be and have not wanted,
the descendants of animals.
Damn the righteous, the submissive,
those who throw penalty kicks,
those who ask for permission to pee,
the secrets of the god of certainty,
those who adorn the notes of their children,
the probos citizens, the children,
those who fuck with a network and with a fixed term,
the scoundrels who have never broken a plate.
Damn the voice of experience
that is almost wrong at half sum,
the pipe of peace with conscience,
the? hear, that in my taxi do not smoke?
those who get wet little when it rains,
those who smiled in the photographs,
those who progress because they do not move,
those of the scandalous majority,
damn them, damn them.
Blessed are the hot blondes
who are excited to hang out,
the shy ones that come out respond,
the stain on the fly of the blessed,
blessed be they, blessed be
the farias with saliva, the cocks of the divas,
the calluses of the legs of the lame
the red poppies, the grandmother in San Fermines,
the records that do not come out in the Guinness,
the cynics that cry in theaters,
the three or four leaflets,
the nurses who raise the fever,
the hospital fish tits,
the cats do not give cat for a hare,
the joyful mysteries of the rosary,
the bullfighter's girlfriend, the bullfighter's bronchi,
the sad ones who laugh at sadness,
the rich without money, the lazy with peraza,
the last ones that arrive first,
the bald people who take off their hats
before dignity and beauty.
Damn the fools with medals,
Mami's children, snitches,
the candidates (closes the wall),
the small letter of the contract,
the pimps of the alien dust
diabetes, AIDS, old people,
the bile sorbets with vein,
those who applaud the prince of fennels,
the tales of the cash accounts
the interest rates, the settlements,
those who retire retirees,
the Taliban of the last cry,
those who never get over the scratch,
the mamporreos of the symmetry,
those who exhibit the mobile on the beach,
those who deal with the police,
damn them, damn them.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)