Ruins

Old and dead ruins Remains of an ancient dream Time and stone, both forgotten Both crumbling rotten Under urban tombs Only spirits remain alive Amongst decadence, dirt and a violent past Only spirits breath life Earthquake collision The confusion of meaningless existence And the unwritten epitaph Everything will die at last Shackled threats of inspiration…

My own little light

I can’t be a living statue I just love to sing for the moon Too much, too soon I love the sun with all his embers burning away my solitude Too often, too hot I can’t be an ornament for you An eager desire is emerging down my flesh All at once, all a wreck…

Smile

Share this smile with me Let’s have a short breath of intimacy I’ll love the colors in your skin If you can forgive the shadows in mine Share this smile with me We will raise our own conspiracy No more wondering eyes, no more relentless discrepancy Just the two of us on a vivid fantasy…

El dolor del adiós

Entre las penumbras del tiempo, su sombrío destino lo acompaña Nada se detiene, nada se mueve… el cielo comienza a estallar La incredulidad es la venda, el miedo el arma, el destino el cazador Te vas sin decir adiós, ni una palabra, ni una mirada… nada Entre las olas te escapas, te disfrazas de tormenta…

A flower for the moon

She is standing with the last shade of colors on her grasp The moon is shining, shining goodbye Tomorrow night she’ll be gone Turned pale and wither Faded into dust Dragged by the wind Gone… The moon is shining With all her love It’s time to be alone again Goodbye to life’s fragrance No flower…

Limbo

Mentiría si dijera que estamos atrapados Simplemente estamos en el limbo Estamos los unos y también están los otros Nadie sabe que decir porque nadie tiene rostro No estamos acorralados, simplemente no hay a donde ir   Aquí las dimensiones y el tiempo no existen Todos son fragmentos rotos de pasados dolorosos Tampoco hay lágrimas……

Look! A flower for you…

I have this picture of a flower for you In your darkest hour, you and I will meet Maybe from afar, maybe side by side Anyway, we will have something to share I have this picture of a flower for you Keep it in your mind until the end Try to understand what does this…

Obsessions / fixations

Obsessions may not bring the proper fixations The same poison running with determination Over and over the same situations Never with purpose always with a obstinate reflection Is it true? Was our beautiful love a living hell for you? Something I never knew Something that should never had grew I tried to be tender, to…

Take a look

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Music from the past

Music from afar Pictures of distant places Paints from all the countries we visited Old memories New memories Broken memory We are a shade of what we used to be We are a landscape darkened by a melancholic mist We unspoked the same words We unfulfilled the same vows Distant places Fading notes Sadened sun…