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Guatemala es un Sueño

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¿Como podría olvidarme yo de mi tierra?
Un sueño tan real
Cubierta de lagos y volcanes
Sus colores y flores.

Entre las estrellas de Panajachel,
Navegan mis sueños.
En las olas de Monterrico,
Se me fueron las penas
Y las noches bohemias
Me esperan en Antigua.

Sos un sueño
Tus calles parecen fantasía
Y tus historias de otro mundo.

Sos un regalo,
Mi primer amor
Y toda mi infancia.

Gracias
Por tantos cuentos e historias,
Por tanta imaginación.

Time

Ticking time that never stops,

Time, a linear concept,

Precious time, valuable time, wasted time.

They say it heals,

They say it’s just a concept.

When did it all start?

Is it related to the divine trilogy?

Always thought it was,

The clock marks the time

In intervals of three.

Time…

Does it really exist?

When is it the time to start,

And the time to end?

Don’t wait too long,

Before it is too late.

Be Creative

In every step,

In every direction,

Be creative.

When there’s nothing,

When everything is dismal,

You must create.

Be creative,

Even in your wake,

It can make the best cup of joe

You’ve ever had.

And when in doubt

And in struggle,

You must see what is not.

In a world full of words,

A thousand pictures

And a millions films

You must be.

Be creative.