SHOW
Every day I open my show,
lit by the sun high in the sky,
while the moon at night lights up my stage.
In my little theatre, my performance,
sometimes wearing a lawyer's robe,
other times sharing my poems across the web,
and sometimes gazing through my window,
while disgust weighs on me,
I still wear a gentle smile.
In the poverty of working without truly living.
And every day I set up my little stall,
pretending to be someone I'm not,
while patiently waiting
for that hour when the curtain falls,
and I can sleep in peace.
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SHOW
Cada día abro mi espectáculo,
luces, con el sol en el firmamento,
y la luna por la noche ilumina mi show.
En mi pequeño teatro, mi función,
unas veces con toga de abogado,
otras paseo mis poemas por la web,
y a veces me miro a través de mi ventana,
mientras me muero de asco, pongo buena cara.
En la pobreza de trabajar para no vivir.
Y cada día monto mi tenderete,
me disfrazo de lo que no soy,
mientras espero, paciente,
esa hora de bajar el telón,
de dormir feliz.
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https://youtu.be/iaM5i-3ru2Y?si=CeiakFgFSflin11H
Henry Mancini - Piano Source - Curse of the Pink Panther
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En Madrid, España, a 6 de Noviembre de 2026.
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Author:
Carlos Alberto BUSTILLOS (
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Comments1
Life is a performance in this work. Nicely written Carlos
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