Thursday, May 6, 2010

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Rocky Mountain High

He was born in the summer of his twenty seventh year
coming home to a place he'd never been before.
He left yesterday behind him, you might say he was born again
might say he found a key for ev'ry door.

When he first came to the mountains his life was far away
on the road and hangin' by a song.
But the strings already broken and he doesn't really care
it keeps changin' fast and it don't last for long.

But the Colorado Rocky Mountain high
I've seen it rainin' fire in the sky
the shadow from the starlight
is softer than a lullabye

Rocky Mountain high,Colorado Rocky Mountain high, Colorado


He climbed Cathedral Mountains he saw silver clouds below
he saw ev'rything as far as you can see.
And they say that he got crazy once and he tried to touch the sun
and he lost a friend but he kept his memory.

Now he walks in quiet solitude the forest and the streams
seeking grace in ev'ry step he takes.
His sight has turned in side himself to try and understand
the serenity of a clear blue mountain lake.

And the Colorado Rocky Mountain high
I've seen it rainin' fire in the sky
talk to God and listen to the casual reply

Rocky Mountain high, Colorado
Rocky Mountain high, Colorado

Now his life is full of wonder but his heart still knows some fear
of a simple thing he cannot comprehend.
Why they try to tear the mountains down to bring in a couple more
more people more scars upon the land.

And the Colorado Mountain high
I've seen it rainin' fire in the sky
I know he'd be a poorer man
if he never saw an eagle fly.

Rocky Mountain high,

It's a Colorado Mountain high
I've seen it rainin' fire in the sky
friends around the campfire
and ev'rybody's high

Rocky Mountain high, Colorado
Rocky Mountain high, Colorado
Rocky Mountain high, Colorado
Rocky Mountain high, Colorado

ITZULPENA BIDEOAN



Zuhaitzetan den ederrena da oihan beltzean pagoa'...
Orreagako mendi gainetan badabil euskal-gogoa:
Galernen eta gerlen artetik mendetan barna xut doa,
pagadoietan ixilik kontuz Europakoen geroa.

Zonbat gerlari, sarraskiz gose, odolez eta suz hordi,
Europatarrak zanpatu nahiz iragan denik hor gaindik!
IbaƱetako mendi lepoa heitaz mintza baladi,
aipa letzazke lehen-lehenik Arrolan eta Karlandi.

Buru-gabetu, bihotzez hustu jendalde lehertuekin,
mundu guztia nahiko zuten, beren azpiko bategin.
Euskal jendeak, denengatik xut, gogor jeikitzen du jakin
mendi gain hautan, burua gora, gizonak gizon dagotzin.

Indarkeriak ezarri mugak kraskatzen hasi orduko,
Euskal gogoa noiz da jauziren arranoaren pareko?
Azpilkueta bezain kartsuko eta jakintza gaitzeko
gizon libroak noiz ote dire Orreagatik jaliko?

Zoin den pizgarri mendietarik jauzika doan xirripa...
Euskal-semeak, Aiten gogoa bihotz guziaz hurrupa!
Altxa burua, denek bat kanta: Euskal Gudua gaur aipa:
Entzunik zuen irrintzina, xutik jar dadin Europa!

Monday, May 3, 2010

Saturday, May 1, 2010

San Francisco



San Franciscon bueltaka,
txino bati su eske
san franciscon...
bueltaka

Zaharra eta berria, berria eta zaharra
denak lurrikara erraldoiaren zain

Jack Kerouac-ekin gurutzatu naiz
bere kale maitatuenean pasiatzen
dedoz etorri da
Mota guzitako jendea kaleetan
hiri guzietan
etxerik ez dutenek
supermerkatuetako karritoa bultzatzen dute
deskapotableak ala trolebusak
kartoizko oheak
San Franciscon, Txikierdin eta Nueva Yorken


Itsasoa eta badia, zubi handiak eta zubi famatu bat
eguzkia eta lainoa, haizea eta olatuak
bi kaio
eta kalea itsasoan bukaten da
ibaiak bezala
eta txinoak Chinatown-en
eta latinoak Mission-en
eta turistak niri galdetzen
eta ni ez naiz hemengoa
baina orain gehiago
naiz
hemengoa
eta hangoa
pixka bat gehiago naiz
izen baino
izan

ez da bale handi bat
ezta izeberga ere
bihotzik gabeko harkaitza
aldegiteko ur adina ez da
edo alderantziz
zebra itotzeko haina

bilatzen dugun gauza berri oro
beti izan genuen beste zerbaiten isla da
mugitu ezin den bale bat
ez da bere isla
irla bera da


San Francisco bizarre
zebra?
marmoka naiz

Oaklandek New Yorken kontra galdu
edo nola iritsi beisbol partidu batera azkeneko jokaldia ikustera