Andrés Bianciotto

Encontré este texto atribuído a Baudelaire de pura casualidad. Describe bastante bien esa aspiración, íntima pero constante, a la felicidad que todos guardamos a flor de piel.

Ya sea emprendiendo, formando una familia, estudiando, descubriendo, volando, creo que el sentido último con que lo intentamos es poder perdernos, borrachos de felicidad, en lo que hacemos.

Feliz quien pueda vivir continuamente borracho.

Be Drunk
by Charles Baudelaire
Translated by Louis Simpson

You have to be always drunk. That’s all there is to it—it’s the only way. So as not to feel the horrible burden of time that breaks your back and bends you to the earth, you have to be continually drunk. But on what? Wine, poetry or virtue, as you wish. But be drunk. And if sometimes, on the steps of a palace or the green grass of a ditch, in the mournful solitude of your room, you wake again, drunkenness already diminishing or gone, ask the wind, the wave, the star, the bird, the clock, everything that is flying, everything that is groaning, everything that is rolling, everything that is singing, everything that is speaking… ask what time it is and wind, wave, star, bird, clock will answer you: “It is time to be drunk! So as not to be the martyred slaves of time, be drunk, be continually drunk! On wine, on poetry or on virtue as you wish.”

Lo encontré en Jacob Singh online » Be Drunk.