**Poetic English Translation (faithful to meaning):**
Let no one know anything, even if you are broken inside,
because no one cares about you at all,
and even less about the pain that, nailed in place,
seeps from the depths of your entrails.
Tell no one anything about your secret life,
about your silent absence,
nor about your so long–announced death.
Let no one know anything,
because no one knows anything
of how much the truth matters to you,
of how fiercely you love it.
And always silence your crying.
Let it seem childish, like so many others.
Let it drown in the black pillow of the hostile night
and be lost in the bloody dawn of every day:
another repeated day.
Let no one know about your brother.
About what happened beneath the dirty sheet
that hid his hand.
About the blind mother who saw you sweating
while your young body was stolen—
when guilt was not yet a sense,
and feeling was not even a sin.
And even if your mother opens her eyes and sees,
let her know nothing of the child
who went from alive to inanimate,
from smiling to withdrawn,
from calm to violent,
from the normal to the strange.
Always strange and wary, complicated,
the son who was born seeing others
with his eyes closed.
The daughter who died being, above all,
a burden of bones from ancient, delayed hunger.
A daughter who ate among the blind:
blind people full of hands.
Let no one hear what you heard too closely—
so close that your ears were scorched—
because no one wants to hear you with your personal truth,
so sincere, so direct.
Because no one could believe the distant dream
of the minimal person you once were,
nor would they trade a devoted father
for that vermin of nightmare you lived through.
Let no one know why devils run through your blood,
destroying and caressing your mind.
You cannot tell them of their terrible howls,
of teeth skewered in sores,
while their serrated knives lick your skin, rusted.
From your temple the pain flows silently
to trembling, clouded fingers.
How could you explain to them
that people frighten you,
that baths disgust you,
that a handshake terrifies you
or an arm taking hold of yours;
that you hate a color or a smell,
cannot bear a certain taste,
that they touch your clothes
or that secret, sensitive fiber
at the heart of your wounds?
Let no one know anything, even if you are broken inside,
because no one cares about you at all,
and even less about the pain that, nailed in place,
seeps from the depths of your entrails.
Don't let it show - Alan Parsons Project (I Robot)
Si se está haciendo difícil afrontar cada día,
.............................If it's getting harder to face every day,
no lo demuestres, no lo demuestres.
.............................Don't let it show, don't let it show.
Aunque sea duro aceptar lo que dicen,
.............................Though it's getting harder to take what they say,
déjalo pasar, déjalo pasar...
.............................Just let it go, just let it go...
Y si te duele cuando dicen mi nombre
.............................And if it hurts when they mention my name,
dí que no me conoces...
.............................Say you don't know me...
Y si te ayuda cuando dicen que tengo la culpa
.............................And if it helps when they say I'm to blame,
dí que no te pertenezco
.............................Say you don't own me...
Incluso si es la salida más fácil
.............................Even if it's taking the easy way out,
guárdalo dentro de tí.
.............................Keep it inside of you.
No te rindas
.............................Don't give in.
No les digas nada.
.............................Don't tell them anything.
No dejes que,
.............................Don't let it,
No dejes que se sepa.
.............................Don't let it show.
Incluso aunque sepas que es incorrecto decirlo,
.............................Even though you know it's the wrong thing to say,
di que no te importa, di que no te importa.
.............................Say you don't care, say you don't care.
Incluso si quieres creer que hay una solución,
.............................Even if you want to believe there's a way,
No estaré allí... No estaré allí...
.............................I won't be there...I won't be there...
Pero si sonries cuando dicen mi nombre,
.............................But if you smile when they mention my name,
Nunca te conocerán
.............................They'll never know you.
Y si te ries cuando dicen que tengo la culpa,
.............................And if you laugh when they say I'm to blame,
Nunca les pertenecerás
.............................They'll never own you.
Incluso si sientes que no tienes nada que esconder,
.............................Even if you feel you've got nothing to hide,
guardalo dentro de tí.
.............................Keep it inside of you.
No te rindas
.............................Don't give in,
No les digas nada.
.............................Don't tell them anything.
No dejes que,
.............................Don't let it-
no dejes que se sepa.
.............................Don't let it show.

Que bonito, que intenso, ....
ResponderEliminarEs curioso cómo esta canción de 1977 ... pues creo que compré el disco sobre 1980 o 1981 después de conocer Pyramid ... tiene tanto significado.
EliminarUn significado que solo podía intuir entonces.
O más que poder era que fingía intuir.