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And again against the wall Drop that rāga That melody, Indian, dancing ska long complex Hasba hasba Kasbah towers with towers Rock the kasbah

Rock the Kasbah

Shake the fortress of the leaders and princes Rock the kasbah collapses into one or the other in or out USA and does not use USA radiates You go ahead I keep your back dancing ska radiate, fractionate, fractalize and disseminate The crash the Clash

When you stop your spear from you, from your cannon do, no more "Rock the Casbah" bombs. you stalk the wind itself He blows where he wants and you hear his noise You no longer know the pain of being born with blood Melting goblets in their holes: where it doesn't come from or where it goes So you are all like the one who has been reborn of the Spirit.

131 CLAUDIO TOLOMEO Water carrier with a jug watering his folly. From the amphora the way is sparked From the foamy haze I see the way translucent In The Way Uranus turns the hidden and elusive king of the heights At the command of Gaya With his children and the debt that the Titans sustain.

Time the relentless Greater of the titans, On this night spill the blood of vision upon Uranus And the fury raging on the Shadows of the convolutions Impassive, To fill the apathy of men with discord With his belt and his respective waist Of incitement and riddle So they all pass over the sky.

Each one with its history and its epicycle Your curse Rolling behind the ego An illusion. The fish behind the milky breeze and jelly of his secret The ram behind his wolf stone and Cain The eye of heaven Aldebaran And the watchman behind the fire of life And always impassive gaya. Close to the center of all of the pain

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And of redemption. Their children and their illness His power and strength. From the lion Spica Watcher in the night whirling after his prey. Have mercy on the newly laid virgin Goodness and love Balancing the uneasiness, For the same fire dressed as a scorpion His stinger and his arrow After the colt to turn. And they turn against our cycle Stream and jump, Towards the great vision of land watered by the water carrier.

All this was seen by Ptolemy When the thin belt From Uranus he was awake. Each one passed through his sun, in each step he allowed himself Rebellion from the window the inquisitor Gaya And your science. The uterus While Ptolemy Vertiginous against the darkness to crash Ptolemy Wall , The flame And the mantle Of light. That surrounds us, groans and shelters us.