Octavio Paz - Between the Stone and the Flower lyrics

At the dawn of silenced poisons we wake up as serpents We wake up as stones, stubborn roots fleshless thirst, mineral lips... Under this light of frozen lamentation the henequen, motionless and furious in its green forefingers turns visible that which stirs us the silenced rage that devours us... Magical money! It rises up on the bones, on the bones of men it rises up. You pa** like a flower through this sterile hell, formed only of shackled time, mechanical running, empty wheel that squeezes us out and leaves us empty and dries up our blood, and the place of tears is k**ing us. Because money is infinite and creates infinite deserts...