"CONMEMORACIÓN DE UN MOMENTO".

Memorias difusas, estractos de episodios, razones sin pensamiento,
todo aquello que encabeza nuestros momentos y define nuestras vivencias...

Situaciones que uno no logra imaginar, son envueltas en el desarrollo de nuestro mundo,
escogiendo con cuidado cada una de ellas y previniendo o asechando adversidades...

Destino que no parece ser siempre el mismo, el que juega con nuestras mentes y oscios,
catastrofal o de excelencia, vive mezclandose y acaparando las vidas...

Tiempos aquellos, tiempos de ahora, tiempos ligeros, tiempos con desenfreno,
al fin y al cabo como si fuese una deidad que interviene en todas nuestras acciones. 

"IT TOOK FAILURE TO FIND HER"

IF IT WASN'T ENOUGH TO RUN INTO HELL,BREATHING  SO HARD AND FALLING  DOWN INTO PAIN;BLAMING MYSELF  THAT IT WAS THE FACT I NEVER WANTED TO LET IT COMPLETELY BE SEEN...

ROAD AFTER  ROAD LIKE BEEING ROLLED INTO A THOUSEND FIELDS, I GOT MY HOPES AWAY AFTER MANY FALLS... 

DISTRACTED, AND STUCK ON THE WIND, I PASSED MY CHANCES AWAY, AND JUST THREW MY HEART TO EVERYONE WHO CROSSED ME BY.

I ALWAYS TREASURED MY MEMORIES OF PLAYING THE BEST ROLE WITH THE OTHERS;IGNORING YOU EVEN IN THE MIDLE OF MY STORY TO HOLD ME.

FUCKED UP AND PLAYED WITH FIRE, ALTHOUGH,USELESS... IT WOULD BE TOO MUCH TOO LOOK BACK AND KEEP IT GOING ON THE SAME. 

I STOLE MANY HEARTS TO BEAT THEM ALL,I THREW INTO THE TRASH A QUARTER OF MY LIFE,BUT THERE IS NO REASON TO FEEL ANY OTHER SHIT THIS TIME.

IT TOOK FAILURE TO FIND HER, YEARS I ENJOYED AND OTHERS I CRIED THE WHOLE.BUT IT ALL RATHERS MY WORLD,WHEN I SAY I STILL HAVE HER ON MY OWN. 

"EXPLORE ME DEEPLY"

Salk my desires,
bring me back to heaven,
if you see me waiting for you
with my caring arms...

Explore the limites
but do not take care of them all at once,
because it is better to break the rules,
and feel you sick becomming of me...

I would not ever let you down,
if you teach me how I should love you,
without letting me behing...

Hold me rather than just taste me,
I want to be the sensor that make your thoughts work,
as I would love you to treat me,
and dominate your words, so that we build our way forever together...

"LOST"

Could you tell me how to draw the lines right to your way,
like a painted tresured labirynth picture,
that will always hang on my room's wall
reminding me of you?

Is it possible to get highed,
withouth leaving you in mind to joing me to my
extreme strange and disformed friends, product of my
extasis with no pause feeling you by my side?


Would the leaves in the air,
bring me peace when they
rush my face whilst falling,
and a feeling of enjoyment
even though now when I am lost and you
passed away?

Is your theraphy of love for me away at all?
I wish it could exist a return to the buble,
wich kept us turned on and in loved for many years.
But all in my live how is transtorned
because you are dead and i am lost.

SUFFOCATING WAITING...

Sure thing, memorized face on my mind, 
discrete flames on my scars caused by shitable pieces of memories..
I find serenity in my demental soul, 
even when all these circunstances are approaching me with a soft weakness... 




I go my way, take a rest, and all begin again... 
I ask for harmony as part of my neurons medicin indeed,
a quarter of hour is gone, and I think I became dissaproved by god to have you,
don't pretend I could change what my instincts say.. 




Consequently aspects in destination of driving me crazy,
if only my heart weren´t unable to hold a new love, 
the rest of the world could hear my inspiration in dramatic steps..
like a dream when getting high looking for a new position in a colorful place with no end..




I'd shorten my pains and would let my new desires fly away,
concluding in a rainbow of shivers, which are my dominant palpitations inside...
fucking catching camera in my widen eyes, proyecting all best sceneries and crapy regrets,
demanding like a protest the viciously return to your hellish posesive claws. 

FANTASY FLOW

Some kind of molecules infected by you, penetrating my mind and heart...

are rolling trhough the feelings I become when thinking about us 

and the air I breath colapses with a perfect smell with taste of ur perfum on my imagination, 

whilst remembering your touches and sweet cares... 

Provocative sceneries of selected sensual words you said and fun we had... 

run like the dust through the wind; getting into my deepest nerv, 

spilling in my thoughts the greatest fantasy we couldn't end up... 

like drops of water falling into flowers till they stifle without the power of resitance against... 

Beats that continously bombard me meanwhile the music plays,

take me into loving step by step you did for getting closer to me..

by rescuing me from desperately feelings of having you, 

and saving me from  the mistake of haven't taken you..

"PASION QUE HIERVE"

Sombría delicadeza y tibia pureza,
me endulzan mis cinco sentidos;
compiten con la efervescencia de todo momento,
en el que se me eriza con todo, la piel...

Palpaciones descontroladas de adrenalina,
mesura que enclaustra tu persona como tal;
estímulos fuertes que aún no sabes controlar,
espontánea lucha por vivir una nueva fantasía erótica...

Cielo terrenal en la punta de tus dedos,
prototipo de encanto hombre domable en el acto sexual;
circunstancia maleable con toque exquisito,
y presura entrañable por alcanzar el pleno éxtasis...

Renovadora pasión, que en ti siempre contemplo,
la que ni en mis benditos sueños siquiera, he podido gozar;
tan lenta pero persistente, sobresaliente y remarcable;
que deja plasmada en mí tu fervor,
cada vez que hemos de volver a sentirnos los dos...

"THE LOVE REVOLUTION"

Something has cropped up there,
were angels and demonds cross the line;
edging toward the blurred love door,
going all around sacrificing;
what their long-term powers can do for this world...

Eventually roars are listened to,
self-evident and supersticious rituals from each part;
it's not a battle on earth,
but just like a simulation of feelings people go through,
whilst dealing with real love forces, desilution or happyness at once...

Angels and demons bring back,
ironical or faithful stories in everyone's head somehow;
they are what we see as souls or part of spirits flying all over,
those which do not have psyche, and can control their attitudes;
they simply make human believe and then slope off...

"AL FINAL DE TODO"

Como ondas sonoras que murmuran por el viento,
tiende a caer fuerte el rumor de tu engaño;
que con ineficiencia pero consistencia quisiera eludir,
sintiéndome presa sin posibilidades de escapar;
del sombrío escalofrío que conlleva a nuestra realidad...

Como una sensación de amarga tortura,
amanece mi ser colmado de debilidades;
al ser marcado por tan fuertes inquietudes,
que a su vez permanecen en un silencio desenfrenado;
al notar que con migo no eres tan espléndido...

Como un atajo sin el camino claro a seguir,
se irrumpen mis latidos en son de humildad;
sin poder retener aquello que me pertenecía,
pero sanando toda humillación;
que por tan sólo amarte llegué a sufrir...

"HISTORIA A TRAVÉS DE TU CUERPO"

Íntegra lujuria con la que me miras,
bebida por la fina silueta de tu cuerpo;
contrayendo centímetros de cercanías a cada instante,
alcanzando esa plenitud sin igual;
que me moja a causa de tu irremediable sensualidad...

Aroma de palo de rosa, que le queda bien a tu belleza;
me roba la atención, despertando mil delicias;
reluciendo tus facciones, notables adicciones;
apapachando tu pulcra timidez,
y denominando tus mejores suspiros...

Suculenta suavidad de tu piel radiante, exquisita culpable;
comprimida en segundos latentes que se viven de lleno,

roses y pensamientos, también sentenciados al paso del deseo;
mostrando en conjunto la debilidad con la que crece un romance...

"MINE FOREVER"

Circunstances are just like battlements,
which can be fired but do not get easily damaged,
nothing can change their role in life,
as nobody can prohibit me to avow how much I want you...

Expectations about you and me,
is not what I am dying for,
because a callow boy like you, and forever you;
is all I need to refresh the air I breath...

Consternations with no value,
dreamful thoughts constantly evocated,
alter every beat of my heart,
and as soon as you appear, I notice you become a swain...

Consecuenses are like surplus on demand,
our bodies swaying to the music,
and being unconcious determinated as a good hostler,
now I can claim you as only mine forever...

"SELBSTVERSTÄNDLICHKEIT"

Das ist doch eine Selbstverständlichkeit,
dass wir uns Illusionen machen,
wenn die Welt seinem Herzen,
immer gegenüber unseren Augen Luft machen.

Früher oder später das Unglück,
ein schwacher Trost wird,
für alle die der leben Natur beiseitlassen,
ohne Gewissensbisse zu haben.

Wie noch nie, die Erde brannte,
als eine Granate in einem Schlacht,
um den Kurs uns zu zeigen,
und denn unsere Furchte zerstören.

Was du solltest mit meiner Folter machen...

Mach Schluss mit meiner Folter,
beginn ein Spiel ohne Worte,
folg mir und gib mir noch etwas,
worüber ich mit Fröhlichkeit sprechen kann,
so wie damals als du mit deiner Süssigkeit zu mir sprachst.


Verlang nach jeder liebkosung,
die dich mit vorsicht aufregen,
um so mehr komme ich dir auf die Spur,
um dich mit erotischen gefühlen zu umgeben.

"HELP ME THE MOST"

Stay away from pain,
clean all things up,
get much better each time,
and forget your ambitions...

Scape from sadness,
clame your fairs,
people must listen to you,
without you running away...

But help me the most,
drive me to a new perfect start,
realy on me as before,
deliver your goals and failures to me,
like arrows on the dot under my skin forever...

Test my heart,
as your best weapon,
to rebuilt your entire life,
wanting me as so far...

Find your consolation out,
do not blame on yourself,
avoid falling apart from your wisches,
hold your spirit back...

But help me the most,
drive me to a new perfect start,
realy on me as before,
deliver your goals and failures to me,
like arrows on the dot under my skin forever...

"Als ein guter Soldat"

Ich gehe unbändig und ohne Angst zu dir
ich weiss, dass du vielleicht ein starker Mann bist,
ich stehe dir gegenüber um mein starkes Interesse an dir zu zeigen
und um etwas mehr über dich zu finden und zu verstehen...

So, jeder Bestrebung ist eine Chance,
um ihr alle Zweifel zu geben,
und weil nur du meine Sonne bist, denn ich vermisse dich...

Vergiss bitte meine Misverständnisse,
ich wollte nur um Vergebung bitten,
und deinetwegen meinen Schuld zu heilen,
und wäre dankbar ob du als ein guter Soldat, meine Fehler verzeihen willst...

"Like sweet notes"

I softly rise my voice,
to make my words become sweet notes...
devoting myself heart and soul,
to hit it off with you...

This situation is out of my hands,
tempting me to give you my desirous eye...
wich powerfully makes me get a foot in the door,
so that I have feet of clay for you...

"Durante un día normal..."

Mi día comienza cuando abro los ojos,
y ya estoy recordandote...

A medio día ya estoy añorando,
tus besos y caricias...

A media tarde se que día con día,
me enamoro más de tí...

Y ya por la noche,
en mi sueño comienzas a aparecer,
y al mismo tiempo me lleno de tí...

"Bellas facetas"

Tan dulce es el rose que con tal afinidad,
tus labios sellan su sabor en la integidad,
y encantadora sensación de todo mi cuerpo...

Tantas son las bellas facetas,
en las que te descubro sin argumentar lo inaudito,
desenfrenada por disfrutar,
nuestros máximos anhelos juntos...

Infiltrándome dentro de tí sin provocar un disturbio,
me dejo estremecer por la forma,
en que puedo percibir tu exaltada respiración a mi lado,
y la forma con la cual recorres mi cuerpo...

Reconociendo el momento como un fuerte estrecho,
donde paso a culminar esta apasionada fusión,
y gozando exteramente de lo ya soñado,
percibo en tí a la persona que siempre deseé a mi lado.

"A broken heart"

I heard a rustling one morning,
all the letters I worte you were falling through the trash...
suddenly I felt tears comming out from my eyes,
when I saw you were the one who wanted to fortet them all...

I got hurt, You broke my heart into pieces,
and I felt an odium when I could at least hit you a bit...
because I couldn't resist watching you make them all shit,
and apparently pretending not to sorry for it...

I try to make you see you can make it of, as well as make it work,
not to keep you, but maybe to find out what you really want...
after all, you seem to want a change for the worse,
and I feel it is a loss for me, you are not more with me...

I wish I could make a dream possible, and lance my body,
so you could desappear from it...
I thought I were your drug, that one you could be away from,
now it seems to be a withdrawal problem what you want to solve...

Stop fucking around, I would give you the best last satisfaction,
I swear, I will run away, if you just tell me...
what is the reason that made you make me your slave,
without having any good response to get in love with you...

"The new shake"

Unexpected moments are coming around,
they want to show us the real taste of life...
full of peaceful gaps,
you must fill in with your every day living experiences...

A superficial unknown context,
is starting to make noise...
everywhere people turn off the light,
taking place into the underneath feelings we have...

A great consecuene,
is bringing freedom to us now,
and we all are feeling the beat,
it fits us as an extraordinary shake,
in wich we are speechless, just enjoying what it is...