domingo, 29 de marzo de 2009
Te molesta mi amor, mi amor de juventud , y mi amor es un arte en virtud,te molesta mi amor, mi amor sin antifaz, y mi amor es un arte de paz. Mi amor es mi prenda encantada, es mi extensa morada, es mi espacio sin fin,mi amor no precisa frontera como la primavera ,no prefiere jardín, mi amor no es amor de mercado, porque un amor sangrado no es amor de lucrado, mi amor es todo cuanto tengo; si lo niego o lo vendo¿para qué respirar?.Te molesta mi amor, mi amor de humanidad y mi amor es un arte en su edad, te molesta mi amor, mi amor de surtidor y mi amor es un arte mayor. Mi amor no es amor de uno solo sino alma de todo lo que urge sanar, mi amor es un amor de abajo que el devenir me trajo para hacerlo empinar, mi amor, el más enamorado es demás olvidado en su antiguo dolor, mi amor abre pecho a la muerte y despeña su suerte con un tiempo mejor, mi amor, este amor aguerrido es un sol encendido ... por quien merece amor
sábado, 28 de marzo de 2009
jueves, 26 de marzo de 2009
domingo, 22 de marzo de 2009
Waiting in the calm of desolation, wanting to break from this circle of confusion. Sleeping in the depths of isolation, trying to wake from this daydream of illusion. How can I feel abandoned even when the world surrounds me? How can I bite the hand that feeds the strangers all around me? How can I know so many, never really knowing anyone? If I seem superhuman, I have been misunderstood. It challenges the essence of my soul, and leaves me in a state of disconnection, as I navigate the maze of self control. playing a lion being led to a cage, I turn from a thief to a beggar, from a God to God save me. How can I feel abandoned even when the world surrounds me? How can I bite the hand that feeds the strangers all around me? How can I know so many, never really knowing anyone? If I seem superhuman, I have been misunderstood. Playing a lion being led to a cage, I turn from surreal to seclusion, from love to disdain, from belief to delusion, from a thief to a beggar, from a God to God save me. How can I feel abandoned even when the world surrounds me? How can I bite the hand that feeds the strangers all around me? How can I know so many, never really knowing anyone? If I seem superhuman, I have been misunderstood.
sábado, 21 de marzo de 2009
There's a story in your eyes, I can see the hurt behind your smile, for every sign I recognize another one escapes me. Let me know what plagues your mind, let me be the one to know you best, be the one to hold you up when you feel like you're sinking. Tell me once again what's beneath the pain you're feeling, don't abandon me or think you can't be saved. I walk beside you, wherever you are, whatever it takes, no matter how far. Through all that may come and all that may go, I walk beside you, I walk beside you. Summon up your ghosts for me, rest your tired thoughts upon my hand, step inside the sacred place when all your dreams seem broken. Resonate inside this temple, let me be the one who understands, be the one to carry you when you can walk no further. Tell me once again what's below the surface bleeding, If you've lost your way I will take you in. I walk beside you, wherever you are, whatever it takes, no matter how far. Through all that may come and all that may go, I walk beside you, I walk beside you. Oh when everything is wrong, oh when hopelessness surrounds you, oh the sun will rise again, the tide you swim against will carry you back home, so don't give up, don't give in. I walk beside you, wherever you are, whatever it takes, no matter how far. Through all that may come and all that may go, I walk beside you, I walk beside you.♥
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