Bilingual MCARobert Victor (Bob) Schweitzer
Poems
CHECK YOUR EGO
Get back to reality, no matter how it feels
You been hurt so long, it’s hard to know what’s real
You owe it to yourself, to get back to where you been
Before the lights went out, and you fell into the den……
Of losing your mind
And your body and your soul
It’s illusion
Check your ego as you go
Your hands are getting clammy as you listen to this song
You know that it’s about you and your life gone so wrong
You have walls so thick, they hide you from the sun
Look into the mirror, and know that you’re the one
Who’s losing his mind
And his body and his soul
It’s illusion
Check your ego as you go
The clock keeps right on clickin’ as you stumble through your life
The alarm someday will blast, and bring you to the light
But it’s up to you to listen and swallow all that pride
I know the pain inside you, I know the tears you’ve cried
And you’re losing your mind
And your body and your soul
It’s illusion
Check your ego as you go
SPREAD YOUR WINGS
Bob Schweitzer BSCHWE@milwaukee.gov
I feel the hunger that aches deep inside.
I see the terror and hurt in your eyes
He’s gone now, no way to return,
But his bastard fire, still makes you burn.
(Fever is rising deep from the cold
Jagged reflections scrape at your soul)
But you are not dirty
You are an angel
Spread your wings now
And let yourself fly
You were a child, defenseless and weak
He took advantage, you had no retreat
You weren’t the demon, you were not wrong
Don’t blame yourself; you’ve done that too long
(Fever is rising deep from the cold
Jagged reflections scrape at your soul)
But you are not dirty
You are an angel
Spread your wings now
And let yourself fly
Spread your wings now
And let yourself fly
Extiende tus alas
Bob Schweitzer BSCHWE@milwaukee.gov
Traducido por María Cristina Azcona
Siento el hambre que dentro es dolor
Veo el terror que hiere al mirar
Se ha ido ya, no va a regresar,
Pero su fuego aún te puede quemar
(La fiebre que viene del frío sin calma
Reflexiones agudas escarban tu alma)
Más tú no estás contaminado
Porque eres un ángel dorado
Extiende tus alas ahora
y empieza a volar
Tú eras un niño indefenso y maltrecho
El tomó ventaja y no tuviste chance
Tú no eras malo, no te equivocaste
No te culpes; bastante lo haz hecho
(La fiebre que viene del frío sin calma
Reflexiones agudas escarban tu alma)
Más tú no estás contaminado
Porque eres un ángel dorado
Extiende tus alas ahora
Y empieza a volar
Extiende tus alas ahora
Y empieza a volar
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