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I lost the mountain and I Their scent was sharp.
I lost the ocean
and swarms of seagulls.
From Tocopilla to Santiago, two to one thousand kilometers of tears,
listen to me messy dreams
I landed on Jalan Matucana, now in decadence,
but at that time,
major arteries a working class environment
War! War!
El Combate makes war
to live dear!
You are late.
Sorry, Daddy
A drunk is stabbed, he has guts in the air.
And for you, do you stab your foot?
What day is that?
Saturday! Your day fills with customers.
You should be on time!
Listen,
These poor people pretend to be unhappy, but they are thieves.
If you see them flying, For me to signal.
Thief!
That bug! He knows he is guilty, he will not defend himself
- I can't do that! - Don't pity me!
I told you to hit it!
Again! Again!
Strike harder!
See!
A thief!
Clean!
That's what the thieves stole here!
Very good.
Come on, it's over, continue.
Come on.
Jaime, I think you have changed
but you remain the same
You don't like dominating
And what?
I work as a convict to feed the family!
I have to fly?
Let's calm down
My mother came today to drink maté
and eat strawberry cake
My mother is very holy!
Again? I'm sick of this life!
Congratulations!
El Combate settles its account
not only for thieves,
but also for an expensive life!
Stench and dirt here.
How can you live like this?
The nose is getting used to, Mom
One day, with God's help
We will have elegance shopping in the middle
Sit down and drink a partner
It's your brother's birthday.
I never forget it, mother
Ah, José...
How can you suffocate? with a piece of strawberry cake?
Calm yourself
You have suffered too many years
Beautiful, mother
I will return you
Your child is missing
"Green and I want you green." "Green wind." "Boat on the sea, horse on the mountain.
" The shadow around the belt, he dreamed on his balcony,
"green meat, green hair, with cold silver eyes
" Green and I want you green.
"Under the moon of gypsy,
" All things see him but he can't see them. "= =" Green and I want you to be green.
"Green and I want you green."
García Lorca!
That one, it talks about love, but it is gay!
Like all poets, all are painters, dancers,
the actors...
If you keep reading this dirt,
You will be gay like him!
Selling bad luck
Instead, read your book about biology.
My child must be a great doctor.
Yes, father
There is nothing but biology books, and I will be a great doctor.
Men don't cry.
Alejandrito I bring you this precious gift
Your grandmother entrusts me the violin from her son José
Peace for His Soul
That will make it very happy
What did you learn from playing From this honorable instrument
Open
You will take lessons
In the Music Conservatory
More...
Looks like a coffin!
But what do you say?
- He brings dead people! - dead people
- it smells foul! - rotten!
- That's a dead person! - The dead!
Shut up, shit!
Don't worry, kid.
A naughty virgin will light your way
with fiery butterflies.
This drunkard,
changed to the prophet by wine,
in one sentence
pulled me from the bottomless pit
"A naughty virgin will light your way..."... with a fiery butterfly. "Hurry, Jaime They will kill
We don't care, for nothing, You keep money = = I save it
Face
"The flower sings, disappears.
" How can we complain? " Gay!
I stop seeing the world through your eyes
"Rain at night,
"Empty house." Through! "My tracks are on the road, fading little by little.
" The flower sings, and disappears... "
Gay! .
"My tracks are on the road, gradually fading away."
Poetry,
You will light my way, like a fiery butterfly.
Good night, daddy.
Good night, ma'am.
Good night, Alejandrito
I see that you have done your homework
Tomorrow, Sunday We will go to my mother's house
I promise her the cake
I go to the kitchen to prepare it
Get rid of dinner
Disinfect this dirt.
Leave and come here
I have...
something important to tell you
Something important? you?
Save me!
We will die!
I promise her the cake!
Calm down!
What a coward, but a coward!
My Lord!
Don't let fear dominate you!
This is only an earthquake.
Come on.
Leave this!
Come here.
As cowards as their dogs!
Fear
worsens damage
Your mind is stronger than any earthquake
Come on, be brave: laugh with me
Do you see?
meaningless.
Let's count the money.
What are you telling me now
That doesn't matter.
God is praised
He keeps the cake from my dear mother
Hello, Sara.
Jaime.
Hello, little Do you remember me?
You are my uncle Isidoro.
You grow well. I know you are a little like that.
and you chase me with an insecticide bomb,
No problem.
We make peace?
Your body has grown but not your brain
Still as stupid as before.
Go, enter The old one is waiting for you.
Hello to all, Your Majesty
I teach you to be on time!
Oh no, my brother, is prohibited
Let me taste it.
That's impossible! There is more sugar than chocolate!
Fanny, in the trash!
Calm down, my child
You don't know how to play cards.
Look, on the chair,
There is a scarf You start making me.
Sit down and finish.
And you, what will you learn?
- I... - Treatment!
My child will take medication.
Very good!
I don't want to take medicine.
I will become a poet!
You will starve
No one will die of starvation, Naum.
Like Isidoro, Alejandrito likes to joke
You're kidding, right?
I'm just kidding.
Good,
so you don't understand bored, go to the garden
and feed pigeons.
Old shit...
What are you saying? That's enough ?
Start.
Dirt!
Give me three
Servie.
There is no
I graduated.
Come see?
Four kings.
Square Ace!
What?
Here, still losing, Jaime!
And the loser pays.
stupid family
On the ass
What is this cry?
This bandit is cutting trees!
Our tree
stupid family
- Alejandrito! - Alejandrito!
From here, wild. Do not ever come back!
Dirt!
Why is my house?
Why is my tree?
Wait!
Alejandro, I'm amazed.
Your rebellion deserves to be a poet.
Without saying anything, you say everything.
Will you go home tonight?
No, my mom will jump into my face!
Don't worry. Come to Cereceda sisters.
Do you come
Let's go!
This is the home of my friends, Carmen and Verónica Cereceda.
Come on.
I have never seen their parents.
I don't know whether they are so orphans or millionaires,
but I know they love art above all else.
Carmen!
I brought you a new friend.
Good night, Ricardo.
- I don't want to disturb - But no, honey,
an artist can enter here anytime
Verónica!
Ricardo!
Who do you bring for us, Ricardo?
This is Alejandro.
A great soul, a great artist of the future.
Come see.
Good! You have a beautiful frame.
You will make a good model.
What is your art, Alejandro?
I write poetry.
Do you know one by one?
No.
But you're a poet. Improving
You cut the tree You can.
"The creature that lives within me is consumed," "lights up from dreams." Come on, Alejandro. = = Look! = = Antique hero, he cut his family tree. This is a wonderful boy.
Boys or girls?
This is a unique creature. This is very beautiful!
Yes, but this beautiful creature is a man, Ricardo. A man !
I was wrong or indeed what I thought
Right.
Right?
Yes it's true.
But this child is still innocent.
Don't make it believe it Your love is friendship
I want to live without a mask.
But I'm a child of Naum.
I have to be an architect, get married, have children...
Ose, Ricardo!
Remove your mask
Ose.
Dare!
Ose, Ricardo!
Dare!
Ose, Ricardo!
Yes.
Thank you.
Punto!
Hi you.
Between, Ricardo. You don't bother me.
Do you like it here?
Thank you, I have never been so happy I can write calmly. Listen:
"I'm not afraid of my shadow, my goal is to return to what I always have." It is beautiful. summer ". think of men, or women?
For women of course.
I, I think of men.
For beautiful men like you.
Can I tell you something?
You like me.
Actually I love you.
Sorry, Ricardo.
Moi...
I'm not like that.
That's what I feared.
More...
we can be friends.
Impossible.
You have to hide my erection.
Then there is no solution.
Farewell, Alejandro. We will never meet again.
I'm sorry.
You will give me Kiss, remember?
I owe you.
Agree.
Do you feel something?
None.
I don't feel anything!
I'm not gay. I told you, daddy!
I feel free.
I grow up.
Standing, poet!
Arises!
I've been a long time.
Come and meet your brother.
What are you?
Come on. Follow me.
You will meet Kana and Gordo, symbiotic dancers.
Alberto Rubio, supra-tenor.
Gustavo Becerra, ultra-pianist.
Your brother Hugo Marín, poly-painter.
This miracle we call coincidence,
send us this poet:
Alejandro Jodorowsky.
Let's welcome it!
We will not let you go until you say a poem
"Not one or the other.
" To lose one and a thousand skins,
"consume too much in a fire party;
" carried away by Wind with a bunch of flower petals. "
Poet!
I sell my devil to the soul!
Then, Alejandro,
Who is this doll?
You make me read Odes, from Pablo Neruda,
and Antipoemes, from Nicanor Parra
This is what I like.
This is not the highest God, like Neruda.
This is human, with noble weakness.
I have the honor to be present
a great poet: Nicanor Parra!
"For years, I was condemned to worship despicable women
" Working day and night,
"to feed and bandage it,
" to do various larcenies
"under the moonlight.
" I fly for him,
"under the pain of being discredited
" Pulls his eyes. "
Leave me alone!
That's very fun.
Take this money
Why Money? I have everything I need here.
But here you won't find muse
like The Viper from Nicanor Parra.
Go to Café Iris.
Poets and musicians meet there every night
You might find you here.
Beer please.
Thank you.
You are all nothing!
My two liters
Do you know this woman?
This is Stella Díaz, a poet.
Prudence, youth.
You are all nothing!
Stop!
Thank you.
Yes. I follow you.
Hit me.
Open your eyes.
They say you wrote poetry
I too, I write.
Can I have one? is the honor to read it?
Only my poems interest you?
Isn't my ass and my breasts?
No, that's what... I'm not interested...
Show me your sex.
- my sex - your sex
- Here on the road? - Now.
You are still a virgin
You're pure, like a romantic piercing
Come on.
This is you, your portrait
I need you.
I'm yours.
You will light my way with a fiery butterfly.
Thank you.
"Women who love doves like virgins in ecstasy, at night, feed lilies with their sleeping breasts." Dreaming of leaning against the wall " " and everything looks beautiful, without it. " That's good! Yes, everything looks beautiful. This place is magical! Wake up, sir = = Mademoiselle!
Let's Dance!
That's enough, let's go.
Goodbye !
This is the pension where I live.
Now I will bite you.
Do you want to see if I want to sacrifice a piece of ear to get you?
I sacrifice myself.
and bad luck!
Get out of here, get out!
Get out of here, damn it!
Don't you like my devil?
You have talent, my son.
We will get along
Now sleep.
Go!
Go, I'll meet you tomorrow.
At midnight, at Café Iris.
Go.
At midnight, at Café Iris.
Goodbye!
Beer please.
Other.
The others.
Let Nicanor Parra become your master!
You don't have to go with...
vulgar lousy like that.
If you read the great poem La Viper, you will see your portrait.
Goodbye forever!
Do you want to break my mouth?
I take care of it myself!
I'm more than that.
I am Nicanor Parra.
And the inspired of my poem, La Viper,
This is Stella
I give it to you.
I'm sure you have a knife
Give it to me.
This is to trim the pen
with what I wrote
A poet does not have to justify himself.
What is your name?
Alejandro.
We will not separate.
We will sleep during the day and stay at night.
I will write by scratching your back skin
Through that pain, you will understand my poetry
I'm still a virgin.
We will do everything except penetration.
I keep my chin membrane for the man with a divine forehead
who will come down from the mountain.
You will feed me
I will allow you to do it drink my saliva
From now on every time we walk together,
I will save secret parts struck
Sit down.
Release your shoes.
This is a pension for retirees, they sleep till late
They grumble if the sound wakes them up.
Orpheus, in the reading room of death,
Don't see the naked of her lover.
Jacket MU...
Your skirt...
Your clothes...
Your corsage...
My love wanders on the streets
I don't know when it will return
Will it be back for Easter?
or for Trinity?
Sara.
Come on.
past trinity
my love doesn't come back again
His mother is waiting for him
start sobbing
Everyone embarrasses me.
I really want it have a doctor's child
Calm down, Jaime.
My heart says that to me Alejandrito will return.
That's all that's left for us to eat.
Now you have to feed me. You can?
I can.
As Nicanor Parra said:
"I will do a small one theft under the moonlight."
Alejandrito?
Is that you?
Yes, father
That's good. We are waiting for you
Alejandrito
Go to sleep, sleep well
Yes, ma'am.
"To commit a minor offense, a few mistakes," under penalty of falling into disgrace to your amazing eyes. "You offered me Nirvana. Was there for three months of beer and empanadas, immortality! = = Wait. Tell me, what is poetry for you?
Luminous dirt from a frog swallowing fireflies.
My little frog,
I'm also a firefly big for your mouth
I don't need to swallow you.
You are my soul.
The thirsty soul dies.
Midnight!
Coffee Iris must finally be opened. Let's go!
There is no service today.
One of us dies.
Dirt!
My kingdom for beer!
There is a bar that is only closed At dawn, Le Perroquet Mute.
Come on!
Stella, are you crazy?
This is a gloomy place.
There are battles with blades every night
If Orpheus can lure fauves,
we can make the masses sing for this mute parrot!
Let's run it!
Attend.
You have a chest in the air, close your coat
Don't be afraid.
I know how to defend myself!
"Half half, sir!
Miss!
Health.
How much for pipes?
But, I don't practice prostitution.
Damage,
You have very skin white.
I am an artist, I am a poet.
Poet...
Like the big carcass of Neruda?
Say me something.
Agree. I will improvise some verses.
After, leave me alone.
"Where are there ears but no songs,
"in this world that is dissolved,
" where Being offers himself to the poor, "" I am far more my step than my footsteps "No! I am a poet! = = Stop, ape! Respect the vagina vengeful = = = = =
Enough.
Let's go.
More than that, Stella.
Ricardo!
What? Do you know him?
That's my cousin.
But what idea should you commit suicide? before University of Chile!
He doesn't want to be an architect .
"Like birds,
" Like tree apes,
"You have arrived at the end of your search, conquered and cursed," "because of muzzling Your soul is hiding." You can't do anything for him anymore. Stella, I don't know who I am.
I have become a mirror that only reflects your image
I don't want to live in the mess you created That is clear?
I beg you...
Let me find myself.
Give me a few days of solitude.
We will meet again at the Iris Café,
in the middle of the night stack,
In forty days.
Scabies, Alejandro
It's been forty days You're locked here,
to sculpt puppets without removing the nose.
Why?
I feel empty
I sculpt the face because I lost mine
I didn't find myself.
Maybe tonight,
I will return to being the mirror of this terrible woman
What do you do to your hair?
The god I'm waiting for
I'm no longer a virgin.
I bring the perfect child the destiny that has been promised to me.
I dove announced.
Leave me alone.
Don't worry.
It's not dangerous attacks sadness
The first display I submitted to you
Stay engraved in my eyes
And now where does my song go?
But he looks like me!
Come see.
Right!
I bought you
No, I offer it to you.
No, I bought you.
And this one looks like a friend!
Miracles exist.
I have to present it you, it is a great artist.
I offer them to you.
Andrew, for you
Luz, for you
So you will stay together.
You are the divine messenger, my son.
Thank you for you, Luz and I won't be separated.
This workshop
mine.
I give it to you.
Right?
But it's a miracle!
Thank you!
Thank you...
Here I will be able to make,
write,
do whatever I want
I will even arrange a party
with boxers, politicians, prostitutes,
all my friends.
This will be a party, here!
This place will be heaven.
Heaven!
If everyday life Looks like we're hell,
if reduced to these two words:
"permanent impermanence",
We must follow the teachings of the Bible.
"There is nothing better for men
" than eating,
"Let him drink,
" and his soul rejoices! "He who has feet, dances! He who has hands, caresses! And who has a language that confesses his sins to the Chair of Truth! = = I have been waiting for him all my life. I finally found it
I want to caress him unlimited,
But...
I lost them when I was little.
I am very used to this fake hand,
I forgot it I am a penguin Until the day he offered me his body.
And me,
can only caress half,
I want to have two, four, eight,
one thousand hands...
and can caress his life all my life.
Who wants to help me, with his hands,
to realize my dream?
Go here.
"If life is crazy..."
Who is the poet behind the mirror?
This is Enrique Lihn.
"... that's my poem: clairvoyant clarity
" I just absent myself
"behind a broken mirror."
Who is there?
Holiday organizers!
I come.
What do you want?
I want to be your friend.
Are you homosexual
No.
Why do you want to be my friend?
Because I admire your poetry.
I see. This is my verse Your interest, not me.
Alright!
Enter it!
Between!
U.S.A relies on them B-29 bombers are great
what Russians can do against their aggressive MIG...
What do you think, Tito?
Even though it's cold, it's still a war.
Raise the voice.
U.S.A relies on them strong bombers B-29
what Russians can do against their aggressive MIG...
This is my parents.
This stupid war sucks brain
It's been a long time since they died.
Come on.
Welcome to my temple.
Can I?
Please.
I like it!
Are you the one who wrote all of that?
Yes, everything
"Because you are not visible, you Honor you, a perfect diamond."
"My death ran, ran without hurrying by my side."
But there are poems on the ground!
This beautiful work will disappear!
Everything will disappear.
Our soul will disappear.
No problem. Dreams also get lost,
and ourselves, a little little, we dissolve.
Poetry, like a shadow from an eagle on a flight,
leaves no trace on earth
A poem reaches perfection only when consumed.
I can't stand seeing like the work consumed
Let's do something.
Let's go for a walk.
Let's go!
In that attack!
Alejandro, do you agree with me?
The language we teach brings crazy ideas
That's how it is, my dear Enrique.
Instead of thinking straight, we think it's twisted.
I want to show that we also run by rotating.
I feel like we go straight
Yes, but this truck will force us to fork
What to do?
We are poets, we are obliged to do nothing Continue in a straight line.
Stupid
My truck
Damn, damn it!
Give me a camp, bastard!
Do you want to, young man?
Dear woman, we are poets in action.
We cross the city in a straight line
Can we cross your house?
Why do you do this?
To develop conscience, madame
Ah good. Then...
Please enter
Dear lady,
to be able to continue straight,
do you allow us Walk over this obstacle?
That's why we sleep here...
Wait to see...
Help me.
That's good.
- Continue. - Thank you, great woman.
You have just entered history.
Farewell, unforgettable woman.
What is marked there?
"Pedestrians are prohibited."
It is forbidden to ban!
Words
Alejandro,
poetry is an action!
Yes, a thousand times!
I have pride and honor to welcome on this platform
who travels a big personality
like Pablo Neruda, Vicente Huidobro and so many others
who rested on Olympus of glory.
With you,
Alejandro Jodorowsky and Enrique Lihn.
"Prometheus is sad." "Sugar Hearts.
" Fragrance.
"Soft fur.
" Falling from your soul with anemia and without balls... "... in intense meat.
Fuck your meat!
We will take you meat in the ass, damn it!
Get out of here!
Child whore!
"Oyez, citizen!
In our struggle for change this real city
to an imaginary city,
This thick national poet.
The statue was inaugurated from an invisible person,
to respect all anonymous people who inhabit this city without dreams.
No one has ever said anything!
We have been silent forever!
No one has ever listened to anything!
Who are you?
I'm your fiance,
women all your life
Somewhat to be a wife from all my eyes.
To drink!
Enter, friend.
Hello!
Soup...
end without interruption...
like life, nutrition and burn at the same time.
We have a gift for you
Poet.
Poet!
I like poets!
What is your name?
Alejandro.
I see diamonds hidden in your heart
Come,
I will read the Tarot.
Devil.
Your innocence will lose.
The dark side you will find.
And you have to create, and create.
Star.
From woman to woman you will leave.
Your ideal wife you will find.
I will be you.
Or you are myself.
You surrender yourself to poetry, and I don't regret it.
What should I get
You will learn to die happy.
I'm afraid to die.
You are afraid to live
I'm afraid to disappoint others.
You are innocent live like yourself
You will be guilty of life like other people want you to live.
what is the meaning of life?
Life!
The brain asks,
heart gives the answer
Life has no meaning, we must live it!
Screw!
Open the door!
Let me die, Alejandro.
My Lord Enrique has left me.
If you really want to die,
You won't tell Verónica that you want to kill yourself.
He was the one who warned me.
And why not my Lord?
Because Enrique is really drunk. Can't talk to him.
When he is destroyed, he will return to you
He loves you.
He will not return.
He decides to find a woman greater than me
That's why he left me.
You, that is you, whatever your size
And what am I
None.
He, my Lord, is everything.
Come on.
Come here.
Go to...
Pequeñita, I am your friend
I saved your life Do you believe me?
Yes.
So I promise to do whatever I say
Ok, I promise.
I want you to close your eyes
and it's as blind, you let me guide you.
Close your eyes.
Go, close your eyes.
You promise to open me eyes only when I tell you
Yes, it's promised.
Good.
Lift your legs
That's it.
Now I will raise you
Open your eyes.
Don't let me go, Alejandro!
You are crazy!
Alejandro, ask me!
Remove me from there!
I can fall, don't let go!
You are crazy!
You can kill me.
Do you know that you don't want to die?
Dead, you won't have happy to breathe.
Breathe with me
I've forgotten that the air is there.
- Do you feel good? - Better than ever.
Enter into my arms
That's it.
Life is beautiful.
Right.
Again.
You are very good with me
I want to give you a gift:
my sex
But I have my rules.
Is it permissible?
Blood is holy.
I fell from the tower!
Open!
Don't open.
Let's drink the cup to the pulp.
Continue.
Open!
We have to open it.
you!
When I live here, when I'm here...
I'm on top!
Above, I feel here!
I fall like a worm!
And like a worm, you treat me.
I wrote a poem for you.
"Because you feel your life yourself " If, insolently, you betray me,
"I tie you with your boundary rope!" "I extract you from the future like a dead muse,
" I lock you in mother's coffin
"Rotten between him bone wretched
" I'm still begging for caresses! "
The bridge has been damaged. live in my memory,
I will only be a corpse.
Please, Doctor. .
I don't find interest.
So I want to offer this.
Thank you.
Here.
Even if it's the only thing Things I can get from you,
OK, I'll save it...
Come on, you've suffered enough like that.
Listen to me. You are small...
Go.
I'm small.
Together we can grow.
I won't leave you here Let's go.
Come on let's go.
Come with me.
That's it. Good.
Leave me alone. - No, I won't leave you here.
You will go with me.
Go.
I am innocent.
I'm innocent
Can I ask a question?
Yes.
Tell me, where are you? find this shoe?
I managed to do it.
Why then
Because I like circus. Especially clowns.
I am happy to hear it.
Let me introduce myself:
I am a Carrot, an orange clown.
I saw you playing Tocopilla when I was a kid!
My name is Alejandro Jodorowsky.
I understand now.
You are one of us
Your father and I work in the same circus
A cat will always look for mice.
These shoes reveal
that you want to go back to the world where you are.
I don't think I can.
If you have taken care of your soul as a child,
You will do it very well.
Women and men,
I have the honor to be present
outstanding circus
The most delicate and elegant circus in this country!
Yes or no?
That...
May I enter
This comment? You have entered
Who are you?
I'm a foreigner
Which country?
And what do you want?
Work, Director.
What are you doing?
I know fart.
Come see.
Know, sir, that's just here Chile has the right to fart!
So return fart to your homeland!
Disgusting strangers!
Worth getting a good correction! Come on, friends!
I can't stand it anymore!
I am nobody! Nothing
I feel so bad, I want to kill myself!
But how?
I found it!
I will tickle me until I die of laughter.
My friend hates me!
I am a traitor,
I sleep with her fiance!
He might have given me syphilis!
That poor girl might be already pregnant
Life is a game!
We have to laugh at everything, even the worst!
Laugh!
Yes, laugh!
Silly suffering!
I'm not a clown.
I am a poet
Poet! Poet...
"I never found you," I always lose you.
"with kisses,
" with nicks,
"build my dream."
Wake up, poet.
It would be better to sleep than wake up.
It would be better to die.
It's better not to be born.
That's enough, Enrique.
You destroy you.
We will not let you commit suicide.
Everything is nothing.
You waste your time
Everything is alive!
Life.
You are not suffering,
This is a picture of you being made of yourself.
You are a poet!
Look at different things.
Both me and Pequeñita take something from you
I'm your friend...
and will remain so until my death.
For Pequeñita, you are God.
Yes, you are God!
And this is your child
Lying dog, this fetus is not mine!
I have begged him to think about you!
I speak with your heart.
Have mercy on me
I have a name you tattooed in my soul
If you don't love me, I will kill myself.
If you don't love me, I will make you love me
If you don't love me, I will do it wait until you love me
I deserve more.
This is our child at all!
Baptism!
Father?
Mother, what are you doing here?
The house is on fire.
- Matucana House? - Yes !
Rumah Matucana, your home.
Furniture, clothes, beds!
My writing too My books?
Your writing and book
I burn my ass with you your writing and books!
How can you ask me? such nonsense?
The money is on fire!
My money is hidden in the wardrobe!
And porcelain tableware your mother keeps...
- Since our marriage - Since our marriage!
But what will you do?
Do you not have a heart anymore?
No matter
I don't know who you are!
You hang out here, in this a drunk haunt!
Slump
You make me disgusted!
You make us disgusted
We will get a hotel!
My house is on fire
What a surprise!
Farewell, childhood.
My poor mother, all her Life is hidden in this corset.
A simple goose among ducks is in vain.
Love? Balloons
Love?
I take everything.
Good sir.
That's enough, Alejandro.
Eagles that have grown no longer need a nest.
Fly if you have wings!
It's over, Matucana!
It's over, winter. Spring is coming!
Carnival begins!
So fly! Stolen!
Come on!
Fly!
And you!
Who are you?
What is the purpose your whereabouts?
Why are you alive
I have never lived,
I was born dead.
One more dead among the dead.
One more death among the dead...
I will age,
dying,
rot...
Nobody will swallow my memory...
my words,
my conscience,
all of them are mine, swallowed up by black forgetful wells.
These roads will also disappear,
my friends...
city,
planet!
Moon, sun,
stars!
The whole universe!
Cursed reflection!
I do what it is now about Do you inject me?
Old age
not insults
You get away from everything.
Sex,
from luck,
celebrity.
You are separated from yourself.
Being
A butterfly
majestic!
One becomes...
pure light!
Pak Parra.
- Alejandro - Hello
- How are you? - Very good.
As you can see,
your favorite poet teaches math
in this engineer school.
What brings you
Well, here it is:
because I don't have an relationship with my father,
I need your advice, Don Nicanor.
Meaning?
I want to dedicate myself body and soul to poetry.
Are you crazy?
No one has ever bought a book, let alone poetry
All you need to do is learn,
get a diploma,
and teacher position, like me.
Don't compromise the future, Alejandro!
Butterflies cannot turn into flies,
or poet in the professor.
I am a teacher,
and I don't turn into a fly.
The world is what it is. You will not change it.
If I don't change the world, I can start changing it!
Oh yes?
And how?
Change me.
I will not retreat, Don Nicanor.
Goodbye.
Ibáñez! Ibáñez!
My horse!
Where is my horse?
I'm back!
I wiped out corruption again!
Ibáñez at the Palace will give a broom blow!
You will see that everything is lying
You will see that there is nothing to love
And the world doesn't care about it
Apparently, it turns out
- Even if life crushes you - Alejandro!
Alejandro! Share with us sad joie de vivre
We are in heaven!
What heaven
This country is an island!
I say goodbye to you, I go to Paris.
Do what?
All cities resemble one another: only people and roads.
I will integrate André Breton's group and I will save Surrealism.
Nobody knows you there
Here you have your friends...
You are very little
Others choose Ibáñez.
Goodbye.
Stay, Alejandro.
Leave me alone!
My father is right.
Death of Ibáñez
He will be killed!
Alejandro, shut up!
Ibáñez at the Palace will give a broom blow!
Death of Ibáñez
Idiots!
Death of Ibáñez
Idiots!
Shut up, Alejandro.
You waste your time, they only see him and his horse.
- Leave me alone! - Shut up.
Leave me alone! Idiots!
Fascist Fucking!
Death to Ibáñez Idiots!
I go.
To the port where I wait
Barque gold
Who will take me
I go
This is my last farewell
Goodbye, poet
Farewell, forever, goodbye
Alejandro!
But finally...
Do you go without saying goodbye to your father?
what are you doing there? How did you find me?
Your friend Verónica told me that you left Chile,
That you have no money, and that I have to help you...
This is beyond my question funds like stupid things!
You don't speak a word from French!
What will you live from? From your little poem?
That's enough now!
Enter with me, I need help in the shop
You need slaves
You don't have a father, You never take me into your arms,
or speak softly!
Men don't touch each other.
They don't need to speak softly.
When I vomit bitter tears,
little beggar tenderness, little attention,
You let me cry for hours.
I am not entertaining anyone. You become too homo
I'm not gay!
I have the heart of a poet, me. Unlike you!
That's my boat.
Listen to me!
You will starve under a bridge!
And you, surrounded by stockings, underwear,
from workers stained with blood!
Insolent, I will break your mouth!
Oh yes? Try and destroy your bones!
I'm not a child
We will never meet again.
I don't know...
I always have good intentions...
Don't go without shaking hands.
Don't go.
Please.
No!
Not like that!
Like that!
You go to France and don't see it again
When he dies, you do it don't shed a tear,
but under your ignorance, your heart tells him...
My father,
Does not give me anything, you give me everything.
Don't love me,
You have taught me the absolute need for love.
By denying God,
You teach me to appreciate life.
I forgive you, Jaime.
You give him power to survive this world
Where poetry doesn't exist anymore.
Get to know your father
Remove the mask.
This is not visible,
that is a creature!
Goodbye, father.
Thank you.
Goodbye, my child
I bless you
If it's one today
You are taken
Deep sorrow
Let go
Then feel again
See now
I learned to be
I learn to love.
I learn to create.
I learn to live.
All roads are my way.
Open my heart, I hear world tears.
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One becomes...
pure light!
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