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CAPERUCITA Y EL DESTINO FEROZ II/ LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD AND HER FIERCE FATE II

Imprescindible escuchar para entender Caperucita de Ismael Serrano.

Sobre y para todas las mujeres que de algún modo han sido, son, o serán víctimas de su destino.

 

CAPERUCITA (Ismael Serrano)

 

Caperucita sólo tiene dieciséis

primaveras sin flores, papá le dice: "Ven.

Caperucita eres joven y tienes que aprender

a ocuparte de la casa, que serás una mujer.

Para que seas buena esposa

y no envejezcas sola,

en la cama y la cocina has de saber

alegrar a tu marido y cuidar a cada hijo,

que te atrapa tu destino,

que has de ser madre y esposa".

Y la pobre Caperucita llora.

"Quiero volar, lejos de aquí escapar.

Dime, mi bien, quién me llorará

si me dan alas y echo a volar.

Quiero dormir, no quiero despertar,

quiero ser la lluvia al otro lado del cristal,

quizás alguien me espere en la oscuridad".

Una fría tarde Caperucita iba

a casa de su abuela a llevarle comida,

cuando se encontró con un lobo feroz.

Dime dónde vas niña, que te acompaño yo.

La muchacha se supo perdida.

Gritaba Caperucita

mientras la devoraba el lobo.

Bajo la falda del vestido

estallaron los dormidos

sueños que en la noche

la mantenían viva. Pobre Caperucita.

"Quiero volar, lejos de aquí escapar.

Dime, mi bien, quién me llorará

si me dan alas y echo a volar.

Quiero dormir, no quiero despertar,

quiero ser la lluvia al otro lado del cristal,

quizás alguien me espere en la oscuridad".

Una gris mañana Caperucita se casó,

vestida de blanco, bella como una flor.

Su marido, muy elegante, otro lobo feroz,

y su padre orgulloso lloraba de emoción.

Ahora cada noche el lobo la devora,

clava sus dientes, y llora

Caperucita mientras espera a que un aullido

le diga que el dormido animal despertó.

Después descansa tranquilo el malvado lobo feroz.

La cara de Caperucita alumbra una sonrisa

mientras mece una cuna. En ella está una niña,

quizás futura oveja para un lobo feroz,

a no ser que afortunada la rescate tu amor.

Caperucita la arrulla contra el pecho

y un murmullo lento y lleno

de esperanza y vida,

canta Caperucita.

"Quiero volar, lejos de aquí escapar.

Dime, mi bien, quién me llorará

si me dan alas y echo a volar.

Quiero dormir, no quiero despertar,

quiero ser la lluvia al otro lado del cristal,

quizás alguien me espere en la oscuridad.

Quiero volar".

 

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Translation thanks to my beloved friend Sharon Kestenbaum.

 

LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD (by Ismael Serrano)

 

Little Red Riding Hood

Is only an innocent 16 years old

And dad says, “Come, little Red Riding Hood,

You’re young and you have to learn

how to take care of a household, for soon you’ll be a woman.

To be a good wife and not grow old on your own

You must know how to cook & keep your husband happy in bed,

How to take care of all your children, your destiny is set

And you will become a mother & wife”.

And poor Little Red Riding Hood cries:

“I want to fly, escape far away from here.

Tell me, my love, who will cry for me

If they give me wings and I take off & fly.

I want to sleep, not to wake,

I want to be the rain on the other side of the pane,

Perhaps someone lies in wait for me in the darkness.”

One cold afternoon, Little Red Riding Hood

was on her way to grandmother’s house with a basket full of food

when she met the Big Bad Wolf.

Tell me where you’re going little girl and I’ll go along with you.

The little girl realised she was lost.

Little Red Riding Hood began to shout

While the Big Bad Wolf devoured her.

Below the underskirt of her dress

Burst the dormant dreams which kept her alive at night.

Poor Little Red Riding Hood.

“I want to fly, escape far away from here.

Tell me, my love, who will cry for me

If they give me wings and I take off & fly.

I want to sleep, not to wake,

I want to be the rain on the other side of the pane,

Perhaps someone lies in wait for me in the darkness.”

One grey morning Little Red Riding Hood got married,

Dressed all in white, beautiful as a flower.

Her husband, very elegant, another Big Bad Wolf,

And her proud father crying emotionally,

Now the Big Bad Wolf devours her every night,

He sinks his teeth in, and Little Red Riding Hood cries

While she waits for a howl

To tell her the sleeping beast has awaken.

Afterwards the Big Bad Wolf rests peacefully.

Little Red Riding Hood begins to smile

As she rocks the cradle. There is a little girl inside,

Perhaps a future lamb for a Big Bad Wolf,

Unless she is lucky and her love rescues her.

Little Red Riding Hood lulls her to sleep against her chest

And she murmurs a slow song full of hope and life.

“I want to fly, escape far away from here.

Tell me, my love, who will cry for me

If they give me wings and I take off & fly.

I want to sleep, not to wake,

I want to be the rain on the other side of the pane,

Perhaps someone lies in wait for me in the darkness.

I want to fly.”

  

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Taken on December 10, 2007