viernes, 25 de febrero de 2011

Monoriel


Instante soberbio de tiempo en el cielo
distante ya el hecho, hoy salgo con miedo.
Pequeñas promesas, recuerdos ajenos.
Presente comienzo, mi fin es eterno.

Oscuras las brisas del ocio creciendo.
Latentes parajes de suave carmín.
El fruto de un golpe de acero.
Desborde de amor, proyección de un lucero.

Oleaje somatizante me recorre completa.
las malas noticias ya estan en gaceta.
Rincón indeleble de llanto constante
Se tiñe el magenta y hoy resulta abrumante.

En medio la luz hace un marcaje en los caminos.
Dichosos aquellos que eligen brillante.
Amargos aquellos que solo observamos
Desdichados los brios de aquellos amantes.

Te extraño aunque el frio congele mi ser.
Te amo aunque en mi ceguera no te pueda ver.
Te quiero y aun hoy distante te puedo sentir.
Tu foto ya sabe como continuar
Mi vida ahora no sabe seguir.

Avion de papel
Carruaje de miel
El barco fiel
muelle de hiel.
Partió ya el tren
Ida sin vuelta en un monoriel.

viernes, 18 de junio de 2010

A knight's tale: Vodka Diamonds


Something in the way it sparks
Is just taking away my light, my bright.
It was like a pool in which I almost drawn,
When I laugh, you think I scream
When I scream, it’s like no one hears
To be the target or the arrow makes no difference in here.

How can my heart was broke if it was already in pieces?
The emptiness of solitude suddenly feels like a shelter form the storm.
This twister is surely another game.
Cold biting in the middle time,
I’m waiting in the shadows of a simple name.

Weakness in me is becoming bigger.
While the fake diamond is suddenly another rock
The glitter of our faith is having quite a battle
In the middle of your summer, the winter is coming directly from Seattle.

What did I do to suddenly deserve you?
Fantasy jewelry remains far from being crystal clear.
While millions of stars stay sadly sealed
Drops of mercury are burning my soul
They are just remembering my heart shouldn’t be waiting on that old green bowl.

A lack of spark is hiding someplace in here
While my dreams are awaking so near.
I never believe you, but once I believed me.
How many rocks do I need for my diamond?
Never that kind of a girl, but this is who I am.
Little star is so lost
God, I miss the path! I miss the sky!
I’m hoping for my fate, expecting a new faith.

I’m hiding from the sun
While the new day arises,
The decision is coming closer.
What should I do with the vodka diamonds if I have a sweet water pearls?
In the wide open sky, I stand by my knees
Praying for one answer…
Is this my own fairy tale, or just another knight’s tale?

lunes, 8 de marzo de 2010

Smoker's House

Third option.
Best of the smokes,
Kind of a goal,
Beautiful soul,
Still in this hole.

Black is the white.
A whole bench for us,
Want you to want me,
Want him to really want me.
Musyc bytes in this red sealing.
Memories flying around are just not leaving!
Would someone get me more beer?
Will I ever feel him this near?

I don't want to throw this ticket away.
Hearing, I'm listening everyone the same way
Hope this get better by May.
Realizing it may be continuing a one way.
Do I need the medicine to heal?
So difficult to close the deal.
I can't see it quite clear...
The house of the smoker opens for me
Hope just that tomorrow will be available at three.

jueves, 14 de enero de 2010

Chocolate Factory


Now this one is in fact for you.
It couldn’t be other way.
This is the coldest of all these nights
The bitterest taste I had tonight.

Better this way,
In fact there was a one way street.
I’ll take my bitter,
I’ll take your sweet.

I can’t do this anymore, neither do you.
Send me a postcard when you’re gone.
Give me a smile after the phone.
The sky will always remind me of you.
As long as they are stars, there will be that moon.

No one understands,
No one really cares.
Feels like fire.
Feels like iceberg.
Feels like nothing..
Definitely not like something.

After all those smiles,
I just owe you some lines.
No matter how many far away miles,
I’ll always remember your eyes.

I don’t regret the non existant last chance.
Always for the best, never for the past.
After all, we had the last dance.

Chocolate factory is working.
Marshmallows and caramel apples make their entrance.
Terrific crunch is in the air.
Keep in the heart the toblerone you gave to her.
Just know that with every bite, she’ll get better one day.
Maintain just the promise of thinkin’ that she’s going to be okey.

sábado, 24 de octubre de 2009

Ding Dong



Can’t find a good reason
For writing this words…
Can’t fight a better reason…
For still looking for you
Can’t find the best reason…
For feeling the way I do…

A little bit strange, the way I feel tonight.
A little bit awkward the way I saw your writing this night.
After all those days that became centuries,
I’m still, in some way, a bit chasing cars.
Going back to those stars..

I can feel the pain.
I prefer to pray.
I can see your eyes.
How much do I need his hands!

Play cold or swim in the pool?
The Liverpool band was first.
Kind of feeling better..
Guess this things happens every night
Yet every time..

Still, don’t want to be afraid.
I would prefer not to let it into my heart.
Nevertheless, It’s open for him.
Like it used to be for you & for you,.

While I give you my best wishes
I’m continue hopping for the best
Feeling this way
Smiling after this little game.
Trying to focus in those bells.
Ding dong, over and over again.




sábado, 26 de septiembre de 2009

Pentagrama


De punta a punta fluye gris.
Bien y mal.
Bloqueo de función, sustituto de anís.
Muy bien, muy mal.
Extremo y conquista de esto que inunda...
Esto ya inunda el suave y nocturno desliz.

La vida en recuerdos fugaces/felices.
Terrores nocturnos: desencantos diurnos.
El agrio corroe el dulce de ayer.
Incoloro y constante brebaje, ya fue.

Hormigueo sin movimiento, chispa sin luz.
A la espera del sueño: diurno, nocturno o profundo.
La même chose, c'est la!
Entre el blanco y el negro: espectro de luz.
Entre el infra y el supra: pentagrama azul.

Sin la sintonía suprema.
Sin el contraste que anhela.
Sin la misión de su alma.
Con la promesa de ayer y el futuro que aguarda.

lunes, 6 de julio de 2009

Cherry Champaign Cocktail




The bubbles are here
The lights are there
I’m still walking on the hall
Looking for you
Looking for us.

I’m so afraid of missing you.
I’m so afraid of not doing it.
I’m so glad you’re fine
Cuz in this way, it just feels divine.

I’m counting the hours with no success.
I’m counting the minutes with no much to express.
I’m here with my heartbeat
A bit of obsess

Cherry Champaign cocktail
Tickle my breath.
Fly me away.
Feel me this way.

In this parallel world
I’m starting to see
I’m ready to feel
I’m learning to be

Melting with your eyes
Staring at your soul
Dreaming of your voice
Stop thinking it to much

Take it.
Leave it.
Feel it
Feel me.
Can you taste the cherry in the end of these words?