Tuesday 23 April 2013

Subtle as it should be.

Desnúdate. Despréndete el miedo, tela por tela. Sutil transformación.
Olvídate. Deja el pasado. Guardalo en un preciado rincón.
"The sorcerer's crossing". Are you really sure?
Bésame. Con un presente infinito. Convierte el sentir en color.

Pensamientos mudan palabras y se tornan acción.
Aveces, there is not much to say. Sensibilidad mística.
Los cuerpos hablan, trasciende el viento.

Háblame. Construye la tierra. There is not turning back.
Tócame. Conviérteme en vino. I dare you to cross el umbral.
A sense of belonging to a space. Ya nada es casualidad.

Capa por capa, I'm willing to leave.
El tiempo es un estado mental.
The right place on the right frequency.
Are we ready to start?






Monday 15 April 2013

Let's make it happen.


Let's make it happen
all at once, you could get further
in little steps of molecular giant

Backwards and forth
life, hearts and colorful waves,
all within an eye's blink.

Es fácil perderse
también es fácil volver
el sinfin de un vaivén temporal
tenerlo sin tenerlo
volver sin mirar atrás.

Corazones en espera
of the unexpected
deciden permanecer.
Still. Sin prisa

Es la intención la que aveces
no basta.
Me divido en sueños, mantras y visiones
aveces las letras también me hacen sentir
otras veces me enredo en cables
pero al final siempre me encuentra el mar

"The endless masterpiece"

Me cobijo de ideas para continuar
y es ahí donde surge el sueño palpalble
... it's just that first step
it's the lonely journey towards the light
but it's the light that it's full of companionship.

What I'm looking for now
It's this right moment, really
what I'm looking for now.

Thursday 4 April 2013

EVERY LITTLE THING HAPPENS FOR A BIG REASON.

Tuesday 2 April 2013

What the wind brings sometimes.


There are ego in the wind.
I can feel it.
There is fear between our love.
I can smell it.
Barriers that we build to protect us,
are the same that will make us feel trapped.

Lo que una suave ola un día me trajo
hoy se regresa en una lágrima
al inmenso mar.

¿Será que el dolor me inspira?

Dear Rox:
Talk with heart and ears.

Thank you for coming.
Thank you for staying.
Thank you for leaving.

It's not that complicated.
We make it all fuzzy.
It's my willingness to express in sounds
what my letters cannot type
It's my hungry to fill spaces
that are due to stay empty,
that are meant to keep still.

Hoy me entrego al momento,
hoy escucho al silencio.
Perduran tus manos convertidas en risas
Perduran tus ojos transformados en tiempo
Es el cansancio del sentimiento
lo que me susurra ceder al viento.
Entiendo tan bien tus negros escondidos,
como entiendo todos blancos potenciales...

You can't catch the breeze,
'cause it's meant to be flying.
All around us,
all within us...
-
And,

at the very end of the line,
we're all connected to the same infinite colors...

And,

at the very end of the landscape,
we're all looking for the same sky.
I am you. You are me. Vanishing in shapes.
We are nothing but lakes reflecting our own pure water.

Y así, sin miedo, sin negro y sin blanco.

Te digo perdón, gracias te quiero.