Categoría: Inglés

Between endless cells like an arrow you open a way and in a blast you are alive A beating heart fine tuning realising your infant world brings the great day Turning outside kisses from a star prepare yourself to realise the world Turning inside of yourself feelings raw hold out your hand for some help…

Run, it’s spring Pick all the flowers from the fields, with handfuls Drink this fresh water, straight from the spring Fill yourself with everything you can Savor the smells and flavours, until you’re full. The summer sun is warm, enjoy it When autumn arrives, everything will slowly fall asleep When autumn arrives, everything will be…

Between the agave and the sea, I see you: what a sweet and sublime vision. The waves massage the rocks, just like your voice to my heart. Between the agave and the sky, I think of you: what an intense and sublime thought. The sun massages my forehead, just like your voice to my heart.…

Inside a grey Mini, black-roofed and humming, houses and streets seem to race past in a blur. Green shutters, trees gliding by, faces half-remembered, my mother’s made-up eyes shining at the close of the Seventies. My sister’s long braid dances in the breeze, my brother’s voice — a bright, light laugh — sings and plays…

The night is very dark, a little lazy. The smoke dances above the flame, it’s the wind that animates it, while my cigarette smokes, and the smoke takes refuge in a hidden corner. The light seems like tangled ivy, hugging the old streetlamp on the corner. A passing car, the grunt of a motorcycle break…

Sitting, I look at you with a hint of fear, hoping that, soon, you’ll finally let me go. I, who left you my whole heart… now is the time: give me back the love I gave you. Soul come with me, I can’t leave you behind Soul come with me, I can’t lose you in…

The concrete jungle awakens on the wings of a nocturnal flight, while the night swallows the day. What a burning desire to leap. While the Tarantula stings the heart, and bewitches I see a whole world burning in your eyes. A tambourine heals the torment, scrapes it, cleans it. The Tarantula bites your sides Barefoot,…

I felt you would arrive. I already knew it, without knowing how, or why. As I drove and watched the traffic flow, I smiled to myself. The children were playing, and there… I saw you. With the sun, you arrived in my arms. With the sun, you arrived in my arms. I came from the…

Dreams would slip away and hide beneath the pillow, while the sun, laughing, tickled me gently to wake. It was Sunday morning, before the sea, and already, voices rose from the street a voice singing, clear and distant, like water echoing through stone. At this hour they restore you! At this hour they refresh you!…