El Cronista
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El Cronista
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Estoy buscando a un cronista
Sentada en la butaca de la vida
Con el cenicero repleto de colillas
Al saber que nada ha cambiado
Y todo existe de otra manera
Llegar a casa de madrugada
Vagabundear como un poeta solitario
Con amigos de la mortalidad
Esos que tienen la voz y mi vida
Están detrás del universo
Puedo seguir pensando en los cuentos cotidianos
De esta vida tan inútil
Hay mucha sed de juventud y de esperanza del futuro sin fronteras
Y de poder cambiar al silencio
Que la vida se escribe con sangre
Y los sueños con quien puedas
Puedo seguir pensando en los cuentos cotidianos
De esta vida tan inútil
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