"The wonderful Thin man" Luis Alberto Spinetta

                                        "The Wonderful, Thin man" ... Luis Alberto Spinetta
                                                                                        (tango)
We sense that you come back ...
in the fullness of the night ...
Like a bird silent
in this gray city of hearts ...
When the immune quavers that float ...
Snap like glass.
A soft breeze scented ...
You always announces ...
And lonely tune the "Stratocaster" ...
Miracles clandestine
No answer any ...
From the day you left ... ...

We will never be sad ...
Well, we've left a great work ... splendid ...
A basket full of great music ...
The most sublime melodies ...
"Countertenor" phosphorescent light,
the song is born of the dawn,
in the early morning calm,
the "Bajo Belgrano" stand ...
On The Street "Highlanders"
circulate the wandering stars.
Then become masqueraders,
mocking the cold reality ...

And down the street "Iberá" ...
The moon is dancing a "sarabande"
And blowing the verse "surreal"
from a lucid corner.
Transmuting with your "alchemy"
Tears ... by beautiful notes ...
In its course, defeat,
all the relentless misery ...

"Black hole" that inspire ...
attracting anonymous poets in the opposite,
Offering your skinny hands ...
With a "single of bravery."
You've been to Buenos Aires with your nobility "posta"
hidden hidden in your pocket ...
While healthy "encore" of your pure example ...
Are dealing as coins ...

                                                                          Daniel H Guasti
"posta"= big , wonderful.                                                                        pisulinoal@yahoo.com.ar