lunes, 11 de marzo de 2013

A thousand times

Ten thousand times I said
ten thousand times I try...
day by day it fades away,
then, the years goes away.

Everything has done
but not all has be gone.
Remains of hope there are
because I am not far.

If you make a decision
and you get lost those fear
I´ll be in the right direction
waiting full of tears.



domingo, 10 de marzo de 2013

Solo un momento de claridad


Me pierdo horas observando tus curvas,
puedo pasar días escuchando tus palabras
y a la vez perderme en tu mirada 
esperando que algún día me dediques esa mirada.

domingo, 3 de marzo de 2013

Pax


My disease is your breath 
on your lips bread my dead.
Fascination for the rotten flesh 
describe my fucking self…

Morbid anguish for the future 
to draw insane pictures of madness.
Ancient memories come to torture,
like a long illness.

Epidemic depression 
dysfunctional impression
about reality 
just fatality…