Tuesday, February 19, 2008

I'm Ready

I'm ready,
I'm ready now.
I'm ready,
I'm ready now.
So before night falls answer my call.

Since the las time I checked my palms
new roads have grown

So before night falls answer my call

Not too blind, not totally awake
I hope I can find again my trace
don't wanna miss this other chance again

I'm ready
I'm ready
I'm ready
I'm ready now
So before night falls please, please answer my call
'cause
I'm ready
I'm ready now

Sunday, February 10, 2008

Beautifully Insane

I don’t even know what I feel anymore. If I knew ...
I am afraid of falling in love? That might mean loosing my imaginary freedom. I feel ashamed to say that I don’t want to fall in love anymore. Is my heart capable of loving? Is my heart capable of not loving? What would it happen if I fall again... would I be lost forever or someone would come to my rescue? Would I know where to go?
I can’t understand how my heart can love everyone and dislike everyone at the same time. Is that even natural?

I don’t want to feel attached but at the same time I do. I want my independence but I want to be immersed in love. Is that possible...I want to dream and at the same time live in reality. How many times I wished that my reality would be like a dream, a fantasy.
You can say I am confused and crazy, and it would be all right. I don’t mind.
I want to disappear and still be seen, leave a trace that says that I was there.
That I am here.
Is that even possible?

Winter Snow













Everything is still
frozen emotions
covered by the white crystal snow
Not for long
the truth will be revealed soon
when the sun shines
and the snow melts
your emotions will bloom
like a field of flowers in spring.

Palabras Cruzadas (Spanish)

Parte I
Palabras, tan solo palabras
palabras cruzadas
caminos cruzados
esperanzas cruzadas
expectativas cruzadas
amor estrangulado

Parte II
el esperado
esperanzada
amor
romance
intersección
intensidad
caricias
calor
caminos
tiempo

Parte III
tantas palabras que desearía ciertas o no ciertas
palabras cruzadas
palabras prohibidas
palabras dolidas
palabras mudas
lagrimas, dolor y penas
repuestas que no llegan
acciones que nunca llegaran

Silent Movie

Part I
No words to say
My emotions are stuck in my throat
I might puke later on
and speak them all

Part II
No sound
Water falling and crashing on the floor
Spreading out like blood
Covering all around
No sound
My body in commotion,
an unbearable pain
my legs, heavy
my chest, compressed
and no words
No sound
Your sourrounding is still and quiet
everything expect your heart

Frozen Movements













I have no words...
The clouds are sliding through the pick of the mountains
blue silhouettes on the horizon

The breeze blows
bringing a lost snowflake
and the sound of cracking glaciers

I have no words...
Let me hide, hibernate until my time comes
Can’t find the way
I think I might be lost
I might be insane too

All I ever did was dream
Did I create an illusion that I can no longer sustain?
Or I lived in an illusion and now
I want to get to my dream?

Oh. No more words...
I have roots growing from all these crying
and now stuck in this moment
Can’t go further on or back
What to do?

No words. I have no words...
I’ve created a river of tears and now they are frozen
Who said I was cold? I don’t
So what am I doing here?

If I move will this mean that my situation will change?
I don’t know

No more words...

Dejandolo Ir (Spanish)

El viento sopla y me escondo detrás
se ha llevado sentimientos y deseos
Olvidos que alguna vez quise guardar
pero hoy ya no deseo

Corriendo junto al viento me encontraras
a veces me abraza y me lleva junto a el
otras yo lo sigo

Hoy me detuve dejándolo ir
se ha llevado todo con el
pero me ha dejado mas pesada que nunca

Ahora mis pisadas se ven partidas
rayos de dolor atraviesan mi cuerpo
igual sigo, no se hacia donde

Algún lugar en donde no tenga que hablarle al aire,
para conversar con alguien
Donde no tenga que buscar a la luna cada noche, para sonreír
Donde no tenga que caminar por la orilla,
para escuchar el baile del viento y las olas
Para recordar que aun puedo sentir más que pesadas lagrimas

El viento se llevo todo pero siempre surge algo nuevo
y pronto habrá que elegir una vez mas