"LIFTS ; TANGO"

                                                          "LIFTS , TANGO"

                                                                               (tango)

Always ... Return often

to the building of Cordoba Avenue ...

In the spirit of re-find,

  in lift strongly ...

This time, nothing I could say,

  was filled "to handle".

I climb and climb ... like a madman,

  with lottery odds ...

Knowing that if you appear to me Your will,

  I'll play as a "timba" ...


I've been a lot of mileage over,

  of so many ups and downs ...

Chances are you will not find ever.,

  swear ... I will not give my attempt.

So I just want to come on Sundays,

  but the doors are closed ...

Now I greet the employees,

  and let me pass the 'surveillance' ...

Often I look like a ghost,

  and run up the stairs.

Sometimes ... I do go through like a "seller"...

  Sometimes ... for any traveler ...


I try to delve into each floor,

. power chocarme with your beauty.

It occurs to me describe in "Welcome" ...

But I do not want to get in evidence ...

Always lift delirium,

  and you ... waiting for me with a smile ...

I think I'm going leaving little roll ...

With this story pathological ...


Trying to find out ...

There are days you do not confuse on the sidewalks ...

I will take the "laburo",

  from time to ask permission.

It is much sacrifice,

  of the many steps that accumulate ...

I are aching knees ...

And I'm "fucking" the "sciatic" ...

Yesterday, I dreamed that someone told me ...

to  finish with this "bardo" ...

I refused ostensibly

. until you can face it with my "crush" ...

Seeking a beautiful black eyes ... two ink ...

And floor by floor ... I claim them ...


  "timba"= glambing                                                                     
  "laburo" = works
 "bardo" =heavy problem


                                                Daniel H Guasti