Whistlin’ in the Rain

After Arthur Freed and Nacio Herb Brown song

I’m whistlin’ in the rain, oh!, I’m whistlin’ in the rain,
What a marvelous parade to walk here not in vain:
The streets are slippy and wet, but my heart is fun and set
For a new summer to see every wonder and let
The clouds of my life be striven by light
That love might shed after such a rainy sight;
So I walk Lima along with a smile to sustain
And whistlin’, just whistlin’ in the rain.

I Wish I Smelt Jasmines Giving Their Greetings

I wish I smelt jasmines giving their greetings
To a dying Sun whose lasting rays are not
The perishable hands of mine that allot
Rough or smooth as clear sensations to all things.

Those rays are accurate spears hurting a lot
The sight of men as well as the air that brings
To every being a powerful touch which swings
The tallest trees, carries birds, reaches the thought.

I’ve been told the wind speaks the obscure language
Of a bird that tastes a car screeching, of beings
Giving a hard-working lifetime in exchange.

It may be true: I heard the leaves rustling and
Stopped; it was the Earth giving me courage
Not to notice light, but the jasmines’ scent band.

Limenian Woman

After Jim and The Doors

 

To N. L. C., Doors fan, in her birthday


Well, I’ve just been going crazy for an hour or so
Crossing all the town, no place in sight to go,
Stuck here in a combi while outside all the wind blows.

Then I saw you, pretty lady, in the City of Kings
Or just another poor stranger… City of Blings
City of Blings, City of Blings, City of Blings! Woo, come on!

Limenian Woman, Limenian Woman
Limenian Woman in the bus stop
Limenian Woman in the bus stop
Limenian Woman in the bus stop
Waiting for something
What could it be? What could it be? Yeah!
What could it be, baby?
What could it be? Oh, yeah!

Your eyes and mine are burning
Long gone by easy rider;
If they say I never loved you
May light become a spider
Weaving all the streets by
The pleasure of its own.
Hidden stars, the doves of Mars
Never saw a woman…
Looking like you, looking like you
Looking like you, looking like you.

Traffic, noises, dullness, spices…
Let’s go around and throw the dices.

River all so aa, river all so aa
River all so aa, river all so aa
Got to keep on aa
River all so aa, river all so aa
All so aa, gotta aa-aa
River all so aa, gotta keep on aa
Aa, aa
Gone aa, aa
I’m gone aa, aa
I gotta aa, aa
Well, aa, aa
I gotta, wooo, yeah, aa
Woah, oh yeah…

Well, I’ve just been going crazy for an hour or so
Crossing all the town, no place in sight to go
Stuck here in a combi while outside all the wind blows.

Are you a lucky little lady in the City of Kings
Or just another poor stranger? City of Blings
City of Blings, City of Blings, City of Blings! Woo, come on!

Limenian Woman, Limenian Woman
Limenian Woman, you’re my woman
Nice Limenian Woman, nice Limenian Woman
Lima, Lima… Woman, woman
Limenian Woman come on…