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Quiero que sepas que el evocarte, (I want you to know that when I evoke you) Se van las penas del corazón (The sorrows of my heart disappear) Everyone must go Everyone must go Mi Buenos Aires querido I visit you in the distant skies of my mother's eyes I visit you in the dead-end dreams of my father's sleepless nights You will awaken, eyes full of hope With the remembering, you do so well Everyone must go Everyone must go Mi Buenos Aires querido Del sur, del Este, del Oeste, del Norte, convergen los caminos que me han traido a mi secreto centro. Esos caminos fueron ecos y pasos, mujeres, hombres, agonias, resurrecciones, dáas y noches, entresueá±os y sueá±os, cada infimo instante del ayer y de los ayeres del mundo, la espada y la luna, los actos de los muertos, el compartido amor, las palabras, la nieve y tantas cosas. Ahora puedo olvidarlas. Llego a mi centro, a mi á¡lgebra y mi clave, a mi espejo. Pronto sabré quién soy. (From the South, the East, the West, the North, converge the paths that have brought me to my secret center. Those paths have been echoes and steps, women, men, agonies, resurrections, days and nights, between-dreams and dreams, every infinite instant of yesterday and of the yesterdays of the world, the sword and the moon, the actions of the dead, the shared love, the words, the snow and so many things. Now I can forget them. I reach my center, my algebra and my key, my mirror. Soon I will know who I am.) Haunted by the ghost of Monroe and a host of other bastards Dragging their bloody hands over miles and miles of sacred lands Mi Buenos Aires querido, pronto sabre quien soy Letras de canciones Mi Buenos Aires querido Paris, Budapest, Watts 1965 History's protracted engagement A thousand flash points of light War is on, it's a thousand on one They're on the run, it's merely a question of time Everyone must go Eyes so full of: never forget to remember But what are memories without a recourse? What's a past without a future? From Letras Mania