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martes, 14 de noviembre de 2017

Forgotten

I sit tonight over this cold rock that's freezing the hell out of me.
I see the sun no rise, no matter how much I wait.
The night turns endlessly. The patience turns into desperation.
I hear the voices of the past behind my neck. They devour me slowly.
I watch the darkness fulfill my desires. It grows in me like death.

What should I do this time. To overcome this I whisper to the silence.
The echo of my voice awakens nothingness. Nothing new over the grass.
A foreign language for the weakness of the wind. Fragile, almost broken.
Asleep. Gone like words of love. Dead as poured blood. Forgotten.

miércoles, 9 de agosto de 2017

Today

The less I know the more I grow.
I have escaped from happy thoughts,
hence today I face the nothing.
The knife I hold will find no skin.
The gun I load will find no bone.
Today I miss my earliest dreamings,
the sight of innocence unknown.


Can't meet your eyes never again
cos' they reflect so much of me.


Still today I don't forget dark reveries.

miércoles, 12 de julio de 2017

Monster II

I've built a dream house full of light upon the ashes of this war of mine. I've let it grow fast in my mind. The spring reveals my lonely soul in its abnormal entirety. And there's no way I will escape from all the memories undying.
The gaze of terror ran in pursuit after me, caught me at full moon and killed me by dawn. And now this monster grows healthy and pure in the roots of my heart.

Don't even bother asking, I'm not okay.
Someday I'll face my demons, but not today.

lunes, 1 de mayo de 2017

Monster I

I watched desperately how autumn leaves kept falling around me, through endless days of miserable darkness. No giving up, no closure. The dirty rain found so many ways to get lost into the woods, but not a single colour was found that day. And it's always been this way. I felt the scream growing inside me like a devouring monster, restless, tireless. It wouldn't go away. Not in this cage I'd built for it, closed with a lost key.

I've stopped counting the tears I manage to contain. I've cried no more ever since.

domingo, 23 de marzo de 2014

Metamorphosis

When did all the fallen leaves
appear in front of me?
Well, I used to walk alone
along these ordinary streets...
Everyday during my childhood,
every day of every week.
I won't say it wasn't scary,
'cause at night the dark was deep,
and it was so deep inside me
that I think I lost my dreams.

And I lost my pure concience
to diverge into this monster...
Now I have no dreams at all,
now I have to rest in silence.
Now I have to keep my soul
from my dangereous desire.

lunes, 30 de septiembre de 2013

Letra: Lágrimas de Sangre

The Last Collape - Lágrimas de Sangre

Cuando vi tu frágil cuerpo tras la sombra del cristal,
cortando en el aire la luz, recordé:

Todos aquellos momentos en que tú me distraías
con tu sola mirada, mientras fuera de día.
Y en la noche recordaba tu sonrisa descuidada,
y luego al amanecer siempre miraba a la ventana.

Instantes de paseo sin rumbo,
siguiendo nuestra propia sonrisa.

He perdido el corazón por no poder verte a mi lado,
esta desesperación que poco a poco me está ahogando
me consume la razón y sólo aumenta mi dolor…
Creo que ha llegado la hora de verte de nuevo.

Mi felicidad perdida en poco menos que un segundo,
no pude hacer nada más que ver cambiar todo mi mundo.
Destrozada mi ilusión frente el suspiro de tu vida.
Estas lágrimas resbalan en mi rostro solitario.

Instantes de paseo sin rumbo,
Siguiendo nuestra propia sonrisa.

He perdido el corazón por no poder verte a mi lado,
esta desesperación que poco a poco me está ahogando,
me consume la razón y sólo aumenta mi dolor…
Creo que ha llegado la hora de verte de nuevo.

Y después de mi delirio me venció la oscuridad,
y me atrajo hacia la sombra del cristal.
Estas lágrimas de sangre cayendo sobre tus labios,
esos labios que hoy anhelo, labios tuyos de tus besos.

Renaceré entre tus brazos,
recordaré tu sonrisa,
dormiré para siempre,
despertaré de mi vida.

lunes, 8 de octubre de 2012

Entrada de prueba

Con diez cañones por banda,
viento en popa, a toda vela,
no corta el mar, sino vuela,
un velero bergantín;
Bajel pirata que llaman,
por su bravura el Temido
en todo mar conocido
del uno al otro confín.