Historia de la Silla - Silvio Rodríguez

Letra de ''Historia de la silla''

En el borde del camino hay una silla

La rapia merodea aquel lugar

La casaca del amigo esta tendida

El amigo no se sienta a descansar

Sus zapatos de gastados son espejos

Que le queman la garganta con el sol

Y a travs de su cansancio pasa un viejo

Que le seca con la sombra el sudor

En la punta del amor viaja el amigo

En la punta ms aguda que hay que ver

Esa punta que lo mismo cava en tierra

Que en las ruinas, que en un rastro de mujer

Es por eso que es soldado y es amante

Es por eso que es madera y es metal

Es por eso que lo mismo siembra rosas

Que razones de bandera y arsenal

El que tenga una cancin tendr tormenta

El que tenga compaa, soledad

El que siga un buen camino tendr sillas

Peligrosas que lo inviten a parar

Pero vale la cancin buena tormenta

Y la compaa vale soledad

Siempre vale la agona de la prisa

Aunque se llene de sillas la verdad

''Story of the chair'' lyrics

On the edge of the road there is a chair

The prey prowls that place

The friend's coat is hanging

The friend does not sit down to rest

His worn out shoes are mirrors

That they burn his throat with the sun

And through her weariness of him passes an old

That dries his sweat with the shade

At the tip of love travels the friend

At the sharpest point there is to see

That point that digs the same in the ground

That in the ruins, that in a trace of a woman

That's why he's a soldier and he's a lover

That's why he is wood and he is metal

That's why the same thing sows roses

What flag reasons and arsenal

He who has a song will have a storm

He who has company, loneliness

He who follows a good path will have chairs

Dangerous that they invite you to stop

But the song is worth a good storm

And the company is worth loneliness

It's always worth the agony of the rush

Although the truth is filled with chairs