Hoy un nuevo olor me sorprendió
Descubrí la esencia de la no-vida
Saturando los sentidos me inundó
El aroma de un alma en salida
Ahora todo me sabe a algo nuevo
Los colores hoy se distorsionan
Memorias, cuentos, deseos, sueños
Imágenes en mi mente se fusionan
Queda lo intangible, solo un truco
La ausencia será un golpe interno
Acá con un recuerdo ya caduco
Y tú disfrutando el reino eterno
domingo, 17 de noviembre de 2013
sábado, 9 de noviembre de 2013
it...where is it?
The mixture of perfect impulses
Brings me to the present question
Where is it when I need it?
I love to give myself through
Shed, share, spread, smear...
Is it ever gonna be enough?
Not the plan I had in mind before
Yet this flavor in my mouth
The sense of self acceptance
Is sweet most of the times
Yet brings an un-welcomed fear
Is it ever gonna be enough?
The best of me and ask for more
Gently I will make it through
I think I'm not who I used to be
And you're not who you'll become
And inside of me I yet say:
Is it ever gonna be enough?
Brings me to the present question
Where is it when I need it?
I love to give myself through
Shed, share, spread, smear...
Is it ever gonna be enough?
Not the plan I had in mind before
Yet this flavor in my mouth
The sense of self acceptance
Is sweet most of the times
Yet brings an un-welcomed fear
Is it ever gonna be enough?
The best of me and ask for more
Gently I will make it through
I think I'm not who I used to be
And you're not who you'll become
And inside of me I yet say:
Is it ever gonna be enough?
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