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Se peinaba a lo garçon
la viajera que quiso enseñarme a besar
en la gare d'Austerlitz.
Primavera de un amor
amarillo y frugal como el sol
del veranillo de san Martín.
Hay quien dice que fui yo
el primero en olvidar
cuando en un si bemol de Jacques Brel
conocí a mademoiselle Amsterdam.
En la fatua Nueva York
da más sombra que los limoneros
la estatua de la libertad,
pero en desolation row
las sirenas de los petroleros
no dejan reír ni volar
y, en el coro de Babel,
desafina un español.
No hay más ley que la ley del tesoro
en las minas del rey Salomón.
Y desafiando el oleaje
sin timón ni timonel,
por mis sueños va, ligero de equipaje,
sobre un cascarón de nuez,
mi corazón de viaje,
luciendo los tatuajes
de un pasado bucanero,
de un velero al abordaje,
de un no te quiero querer.
Y cómo huir
cuando no quedan
islas para naufragar
al país
donde los sabios se retiran
del agravio de buscar
labios que sacan de quicio,
mentiras que ganan juicios
tan sumarios que envilecen
el cristal de los acuarios
de los peces de ciudad
que mordieron el anzuelo,
que bucean a ras del suelo,
que no merecen nadar.
El Dorado era un champú,
la virtud unos brazos en cruz,
el pecado una página web.
En Comala comprendí
que al lugar donde has sido feliz
no debieras tratar de volver.
Cuando en vuelo regular
pisé el cielo de Madrid
me esperaba una recién casada
que no se acordaba de mí.
Y desafiando el oleaje
sin timón ni timonel,
por mis venas va, ligero de equipaje,
sobre un cascarón de nuez,
mi corazón de viaje,
luciendo los tatuajes
de un pasado bucanero,
de un velero al abordaje,
de un liguero de mujer.
Y cómo huir
cuando no quedan
islas para naufragar
al país
donde los sabios se retiran
del agravio de buscar
labios que sacan de quicio,
mentiras que ganan juicios
tan sumarios que envilecen
el cristal de los acuarios
de los peces de ciudad
que perdieron las agallas
en un banco de morralla,
en una playa sin mar.
Joaquín Ramón Martínez Sabina (
Úbeda,
Jaén,
Spain, 12 February 1949), known artistically as
Joaquín Sabina, is a singer, songwriter, and poet. He has released fourteen studio albums, two live albums, and three compilation albums. He has collaborated and composed songs for
Ana Belén,
Olga Román and
Miguel Ríos amongst others.
Sabina suffered a
stroke in 2001 and although he physically recovered, he entered a deep
depression which resulted in a four-year-long concert hiatus.
[1]He recovered and released his eighteenth album,
Alivio de Luto, in November 2005. He released his latest album,
Vinagre y rosas, in 2009.
[edit]Biography and career
[edit]Early years
Joaquín Sabina, is the second son of Adela Sabina del Campo and Jerónimo Martinez Gallego. His father was a policeman. He attended a
Carmelite primary school and he started writing his first poems and composing music at the age of 14. He was part of a band called
Merry Youngs which imitated singers such as
Elvis Presley,
Chuck Berry and
Little Richard, as well as many others.
After completing high school, his father wanted him to follow in his footsteps and become a police officer but he refused, saying that he preferred the guitar. In his song La del pirata cojo he says he fantasises about living different lives, but he would not even joke about becoming a police officer.
[edit]A refugee in London
His revolutionary ideology led him to be related to the anti-
fascist groups. In 1970, he began collaborating with the magazine "Poesía 70", sharing pages with
Carlos Cano and
Luis Eduardo Aute, he then left the university, going into exile in
Londonusing a fake passport under the name
Mariano Zugasti, to avoid persecution from
Francisco Franco's government after throwing a
Molotov cocktail into a government building. That same year, his father received an order to arrest Sabina due to his anti-Franco ideals.
[2]
In 1975, Sabina started writing songs and singing at local bars. In a local bar called "Mexicano-Taverna" Sabina performed in the presence of
George Harrison, who was celebrating his birthday. The ex-Beatle then gave Sabina a five-pound note as tip, which Sabina still preserves to this day. When Franco's dictatorship ended in 1975, Sabina returned to Spain and joined the army but, feeling imprisoned, he got married in order to be able to sleep outside the barracks.
[edit]After the return
Sabina's first album,
Inventario (Inventory) was released in 1978 by a small label Movieplay. He describes this album "as his own version of death metal", but the album largely went unnoticed. Afterwards, he moved to the powerful
CBS (today Sony) and released
malas compañías (bad companies). This album gave Sabina his first number-one hit single "Pongamos que hablo de Madrid"
[3] (Let's say I'm talking about Madrid), and the artist attained wide recognition. He released a live album called
La mandrágora (The Mandrake), sharing the spotlight with bandmates Javier Krahe and Alberto Pérez. The trio enjoyed much popularity due to their participation in a TV program.
La Mandrágora created much controversy due to the racy and political content of the lyrics.
Sabina released his third album
Ruleta Rusa (Russian Roulette) in 1983 and two years later,
Juez y Parte (Judge and Side). His political views led him to take part in the anti-
NATO movement. He later released
Joaquín Sabina y Viceversa en directo, his first live album, recorded in the
Salamanca theatre in
Madrid. In this album, the singer collaborates with other singers such as Javier Krahe,
Javier Gurruchaga, and
Luis Eduardo Aute.
In 1987 he released
Hotel, Dulce Hotel (Hotel, Sweet Hotel), which sold a large number of records in Spain. That success followed with his next album
El Hombre del Traje Gris (The Man in the Gray Suit), and followed with a successful tour of
South America. This was followed by the released
Mentiras Piadosas (White Lies) in 1990, and two years later
Física y Química(Chemistry and Physics), which led to another successful tour of the Americas.
His later albums
Esta boca es mía (This Mouth is Mine),
yo, mi, me, contigo[4] (i, my, myself, with you) and
19 Días y 500 Noches (19 Days and 500 Nights), won him more recognition and multiple platinum albums.
After recovering from a stroke,
[5] he returned to the stage in 2002 with
Dímelo en la Calle (
Tell me on the Street or
Dare to say that outside). He later released a double album called
Diario de un peatón (A Pedestrian's Diary), which included both his previous album and 12 new songs, along with a book illustrated by him.
In 2005 Sabina's released a new record Alivio de luto (Mourning Relief). The album release was accompanied by a DVD that includes interviews, music videos, acoustic versions of the songs, and home-made recordings.
In 2007, he went on tour with Spanish singer
Joan Manuel Serrat, called
Dos Pájaros de un Tiro (Two birds with one stone)and they recorded a CD of this tour, which includes the DVD of the concert and a documentary.
[6]
In 2009, he received the prize of the city of
Madrid from the mayor
Alberto Ruiz Gallardón, who said that he was one of the most important people who had given a good image to the city.
[7] This year, he published his 15th studio album, Vinagre y Rosas (Vinegar and Roses), an album in which he collaborated with his producers
Pancho Varona and
Antonio García de Diego, and with the band
Pereza. The first single of the album is the song Tiramisu de limón (Lemon Tiramisu), sung with Ruben and Leiva, the members of Pereza. For the promotional video, he collaborated with the actress and singer
Mónica Molina. Finally the album was published the December 14th, entering directly to the first position of the Spanish album chart.
Her hair styled in a bobthe traveler who wanted to teach me to kissAt Austerlitz station. .
Spring loveyellow and frugal as the sunthe Indian summer.
Some say it was meforget the firstwhen a Jacques Brel BbI met Mademoiselle Amsterdam.
In the fatwa New Yorkgives more shade than the lemonthe Statue of Liberty,
but desolation rowthe sirens of the oilleave no laugh or fly
and in the choir of Babel,a Spanish tune.There is no law but the law of treasurein the mines of King Solomon.
And defying the waveswithout rudder or helmsman,for my dreams go, traveling light,on a nut shell,my heart travelsporting tattoosa buccaneer past,to board a sailboat,I do not want an accident.
And how to escapewhen there are noislands to sinkthe countrywhere the sages are removedgrievance to seeklips that get on his nerves,lies earning judgmentssummary so that degradeglass aquariaof fish in town
that took the bait,who dive storey,undeserving swim.
El Dorado was a shampoo,virtue arms outstretched,sin a website.
In Comala understoodthat the place where you've been happyyou should not try to return.
When regular flightI trod heaven in MadridI expected a bridehe did not remember me.
And defying the waveswithout rudder or helmsman,going through my veins, lightweight luggage,on a nut shell,my heart travelsporting tattoosa buccaneer past,to board a sailboat,a woman's league.
And how to escapewhen there are noislands to sinkthe countrywhere the sages are removedgrievance to seeklips that get on his nerves,lies earning judgmentssummary so that degradeglass aquariaof fish in town
who lost the gutstrash in a bank,on a beach without sea.