What’s going on

 

(*) Marvin Gaye

Mother, mother
There's too many of you crying
Brother, brother, brother
There's far too many of you dying
You know we've got to find a way
To bring some lovin' here today, yeah

Father, father
We don't need to escalate
You see, war is not the answer
For only love can conquer hate
You know we've got to find a way
To bring some lovin' here today

Picket lines and picket signs
Don't punish me with brutality
Talk to me
So you can see
Oh, what's going on (What's going on)
What's going on (What's going on)
What's going on (What's going on)
What's going on (What's going on)

Right on, baby
Right on, baby
Right on

Mother, mother
Everybody thinks we're wrong
Oh, but who are they to judge us
Simply 'cause our hair is long
Oh, you know we've got to find a way
To bring some understanding here today

Picket lines and picket signs
Don't punish me with brutality
Come on talk to me
So you can see
What's going on (What's going on)
Yeah, what's going on (What's going on)
Tell me what's going on (What's going on)
I'll tell you, what's going on (What's going on)

Right on, baby, right on
Right on, baby
Right on, baby, right on

El camino no elegido

 

(*) Robert Frost 

Dos caminos se bifurcaban en un bosque amarillo,

y apenado por no poder tomar los dos 

siendo un viajero solo, largo tiempo estuve de pie

mirando uno de ellos tan lejos como pude,

hasta donde se perdía en la espesura;

entonces tomé el otro, imparcialmente,

y habiendo tenido quizás la elección acertada,

pues era tupido y requería uso;

aunque en cuanto a lo que vi allí

hubiera elegido cualquiera de los dos.

Y ambos esa mañana yacían igualmente,

¡Oh, había guardado aquel primero para otro día!

Aun sabiendo el modo en que las cosas siguen adelante,

dudé si debía haber regresado sobre mis pasos.

Debo estar diciendo esto con un suspiro 

deaquí a la eternidad: 

dos caminos se bifurcaban en el bosque y yo,

yo tomé el menos transitado, 

y eso hizo toda la diferencia.