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El Coleccionista
Letra y Música: Los Humillados

Como cada día, al fondo, en su mesa
toma un té, saluda a la Condesa
Saca unas pequeñas tijeras y recorta la Esquela,
es su Ritual.

A las doce, en el Sepelio
él siempre se sitúa en medio
a la viuda da sus condolencias
y recuerda del Difunto sus vivencias.

No pierde detalle de la Ceremonia,
Mentalmente toma nota y la acompaña con la vista
hasta que regresa a su casa
y, junto al Museo, aún vestido de duelo
la vuelve a saludar

El Coleccionista es un gran Artista
y este su mejor papel, cede su pañuelo,
frío como el hielo,
es un buen señuelo que ella aceptará.

Y el cloroformo la deja dormida
cae en sus brazos ya aturdida,
el Coleccionista le dará consuelo
mientras corta su pelo se guarda un mechón.

La deja en el suelo con cara de Paz,
mientras, la mira dormida y piensa en su vida
y deja el lugar para llamar a la Autoridad:
-"Hay una mujer en el suelo, cerca de la puerta del Museo"-

Llega a su casa y abre un Cuaderno,
prensa su Trofeo y escribe la fecha de hoy
pega al lado la Esquela y enciende otra Vela...
Y ya son casi Cien....

Cerrando los ojos, se le nubla la vista,
pensando ya en su nueva conquista
y saluda al viento cerrando el cuaderno,
mientras, se apaga el día
suenan las campanas de una nueva Homilía
Mañana a las seis...


The Collector
Lyrics and Music: Los Humillados

As each day in the back, at your table
making tea, greets the Countess
Take small scissors and cut the Esquel
is the Ritual.

At twelve, at the funeral
he always stands in the middle
the widow is their sympathy
and recalls his experiences of the deceased.

Does not lose detail of the ceremony,
Mentally and the accompanying notes to the view
until he returns home
and, next to the museum, still dressed in mourning
welcome back to the

The Collector is a great artist
and this his best role, he handed his handkerchief,
cold as ice
is a good bait that will accept it.

And let it sleep with chloroform
falls into his arms and stunned,
the Collector will give consolation
while short hair is kept a lock.

The left side of the floor with Peace
while the look and feel asleep in his life
and leaves the place to call to the Authority:
- "There's a woman on the floor near the door of the Museum" --

Arrives at his house and opened a notebook,
Trophy and writes its news today
Esquel sticks to the side and lit another candle ...
And they are almost a hundred ....

Closing his eyes, he blurs the hearing,
thinking and in his new conquest
and welcomes the wind closing the book
while, turns off the day
ring the bells of a new Homily
Tomorrow at six ...

More Info:
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