El Hombre Extraño - Silvio Rodríguez

Era extraño aquel hombre

O por tal lo tomaron

Porque besaba todo

Lo que hallaba a su paso

Besaba a las personas

Al perro, al mobiliario

Y mordía dulcemente

La ventana de un cuarto

Cuando salía a la calle

Le iba besando al barrio

Las esquinas, aceras

Portales y mercados

Y en las noches de cine

(también las de teatro)

Besaba su butaca

Y las de sus costados

Por estas y otras muchas

Los cuerdos lo llevaron

Donde nadie lo viera

Donde no recordarlo

Y cuentan que en su celda

Besaba sus zapatos

Su catre, sus barrotes

Sus paredes de barro

Un día sin aviso

Murió aquel hombre extraño

Y muy naturalmente

En tierra lo sembraron

En ese mismo instante

Desde el cielo, los pájaros

Descubrieron que al mundo

Le habían nacido labios

That man was strange

Or so they took it

Because he kissed everything

What he found in his path

he kissed people

To the dog, to the furniture

And he sweetly bit

a room window

When he went outside

She was kissing the neighborhood

The corners, sidewalks

Portals and marketplaces

And on movie nights

(also the theater ones)

He kissed his chair

And those on their sides

For these and many others

The sane took it

where nobody saw it

where not to remember

And they say that in his cell

he kissed his shoes

His cot from him, his bars

its mud walls

A day without warning

That strange man died

and very naturally

They planted it in the ground

at that very moment

From the sky, the birds

They discovered that the world

lips were born