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  • shakira'nın bir şarkısı, çok mantıklı vurgularda bulunuyor sözleri aynen şöyle:
    el octavo día dios después de tanto trabajar
    para liberar tensiones luego ya de revisar
    dijo todo está muy bien es hora de descansar
    y se fue a dar un paseo por el espacio sideral

    quién se iba a imaginar que el mismo dios al regresar
    iba a encontrarlo todo en un desorden infernal
    y que se iba a convertir en un desempleado más
    de la tasa que anualmente está creciendo sin parar

    desde ese entonces hay quienes lo han visto
    solo en las calles transitar
    anda esperando paciente por alguien
    con quien al menos tranquilo
    pueda conversar

    mientras tanto este mundo gira y gira
    sin poderlo detener
    y aquí abajo unos cuantos nos manejan
    como fichas de ajedrez
    no soy la clase de idiota
    que se deja convencer
    pero digo la verdad
    y hasta un ciego lo puede ver

    si a falta de ocupación
    o de excesiva soledad
    dios no resistiera más
    y se marchara a otro lugar
    sería nuestra perdición
    no habría otro remedio más
    que adorar a michael jackson
    a bill clinton o a tarzán

    es más fácil ser rey sin corona
    que una persona más normal
    pobre de dios que no sale en revistas
    que no es modelo ni artista o de familia real

    mientras tanto este mundo gira y gira
    sin poderlo detener
    y aquí abajo unos cuantos nos manejan
    como fichas de ajedrez
    no soy la clase de idiota
    que se deja convencer
    pero digo la verdad
    y hasta un ciego lo puede ver

    ingilizce çevirisi:

    on the eighth day, god (after so much work,
    to relieve tensions, having already checked things out)
    decided that everything's fine, it's time to rest
    and went for a walk in outer space
    who would've thought that that same god, upon returning,
    would find it all in chaotic ruin
    and would become one more of the unemployed
    of that number that is growing year after year without stopping

    since then, there are those who have seen him
    alone in the streets, travelling,
    walking, waiting patiently for someone
    who isn't so calm
    he can talk to

    while so much of this world spins and spins
    without being able to stop
    and here below, a few people control the lives of all the rest
    like pieces on a chessboard

    i'm not one of the idiots
    that's controlled
    but i speak the truth
    and i will, until a blind man can see it for himself

    if he didn't have a job
    or excessive solitude,
    god wouldn't resist anymore
    and he would go to another place.

    it would be our eternal damnation
    there would be no remedy, other
    than worshipping michael jackson,
    bill clinton, or tarzan

    it's tougher to be a king without a crown
    than to be a normal person
    poor god doesn't leave word in magazines
    that he's not a model or an artist, or from a real family

    --bu şarkının gördüğüm en iyi performansı shakira'nın live and off the record dvd'sinde gördüm, arkada saddam vs. bush satranç oynuyordu, hatta shakira arada çok da güzel bir konuşma yapmıştı, konuşmanın metnini de yazayım tam olsun--:

    why is it so difficult to love each other i wonder.
    for example would you hold the hand of the one next to you, right now,
    even if you don`t know him and would you tell him :
    that you love him?
    that you forgive him?
    can you love her?
    can you love her?
    can you love me?
    can you love