I wrote you a poem, with butterflies inside, it was in the library, along with my life. I wrote you a poem, with a phantasmagoric touch, and I don't even remember it now, but sure I know, I can't write a similar one. I wrote you a poem, even though you're unreal, even [...]
Now my heart is burning in the back of my mind, fed by hot tears, by kerosene in words, I'm not fully able to hear. You'll burn mi throat, when you tell me how you feel, because the rain won't come for a year, if you're not here with me. And kerosene won't stop [...]
Hours. How can they come? How can they go? Hours. Their pass I can't notice, because they don't make a sound or give any advice. They just wave back when they already passed by, and we don't even know if they even said hi to us. Hours. Sometimes we see them, sometimes we don't but [...]
The last time I did this I was a little girl. It was quite some time ago. And I decided that I wouldn't do it too often because of that lonely feeling it usually brings. You would think that I'm a coward but if you were in my place, you wouldn't do it as well, [...]
By the rain I promise, I'll return. And by the sky I know, I won't be far anymore. By the ocean I see, that when the cruise ships pass, the greenish sea, I'll continue to be me. By the wind I promise, I won't change, what I have, for what I can't. [...]
You usually ignore me, can't see me and attempt to forget me. You usually don't love me, you hurt me, even if you don't realize it. You spend your time on your own, don't know me and usually don't show any interest in looking at me. You don't pay attention to any word I say, [...]
It's the blue sky, who's talking to me. It's the fresh air, who wants to play. It's the blue sky, telling me finally, that I can dream today, tonight and for eternity. And it's the bright sun, who's caressing the trees, warming up the valleys, with its flame-made key. It's the blue [...]
Una y dos. Es el vals del reloj, que baila y baila sin jamás descansar. Con una y con dos se mueve sin cesar y sus condenas nunca van a parar. Una y dos. Sus manecillas danzarán y con sus movimientos la canción trazarán para que las horas bailen una y otra vez y nunca [...]
I'm afraid of darkness when it doesn't let me see what is standing in front of me. And I'm afraid of darkness when she blocks my thoughts. Also when I come to remember what she makes me think and the way she controls my feelings. I'm afraid of darkness because she changes people's hearts, as [...]
In this world, gray and blue, I don't fit anymore. In this chilled ambient I forget to act like I should. In my world, blue and gray, I should think before I talk and watch before my own steps. They wake up, everyday, living in this dark place they can't realize and I can see [...]
