I’m moments away from implementing this. With insincere, undependable blood and water like a few whom I’ve encountered, who needs enemies? My still waters run deep and the superficial scum that you call your word and honor will rise to the top for me to scrape away, for good. My flow won’t be clogged by you.
Zsa-Zsa, the Pomeranian, sees me vacuuming so, scurries to the spot(s) on the floor where she’s strategically and illegally placed her dog food then, blocks me with her body like a scene out of Tianamen Square. #Bitch
Years ago, a charming Turkish man dedicated this song to me. I was so flattered to be identified as a gypsy– unbeknownst to him, I was wearing a permanent mark of one on my right hip.
No matter where life leads me, wanderlust and a quest for my most fulfilling identity dance in my soul…
Spanish/ English translation:
no tengo lugar I have no place
y no tengo paisaje I have no countryside
yo menos tengo patria I have less of a homeland
con mis dedos hago el fuego With my fingers, I make fire
y con mi Corazon te canto With my heart, I sing to you
las cuerdas de mi Corazon lloran And my heartstrings cry
naci en Alamo I was born in Alamo
naci en Alamo I was born in Alamo
no tengo lugar I have no place
y no tengo paisaje I have no countryside
yo menos tengo patria I have no homeland
naci en Alamo I was born in Alamo
naci en Alamo I was born in Alamo
ay cuando canta(s) When they sing,
y con tus Dolores with your sorrows
nuestras mujeres te hechizan our women enchant you
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