Amarte.

Cada persona tiene un talento
una especialidad
un regalo divino
algo que hace mejor que las demas cosas.

Newton era bueno durmiendo debajo de manzanos
Galileo era bueno mintiendo en iglesias
Dalila recortando el pelo a los caballeros
Robin hood llevandole las cuentas a los jefes.

Mi talento es amarte.

No hay nada que haga mejor que eso.
Me convierto en superman para amarte bien.

A.

The Real Milli Vanilli.

The Real Milli Vanilli
came out of the closet
to show the world
the real voices behind the show.

The Real Milli Vanilli
were clean guys, straight
medium talented
and very disciplined.

However,
I miss the other ones.
...you know...the good ones.

I miss the way they used to dance,
their attire,
and of course... their songs.
I listen to their music from time to time.

In our lives, sometimes there are some fake people
which for strange reasons
we enjoy their company
more than the real ones...way more.

Girl, you know is true.

A.

The King of Rome.

The desert moon
walk slowly through shadows
a blue lagoon, an oasis
hides behind your smile.

And if I were the king of rome
I couldn't be more happy.
Oh your soul is so deep
...Your eyes so mysterious.

I live in the year 2014...
You live in the year of the horse...
You have the grace of thousands generations
I can hardly turn your tides.

And if I were the King of Rome,
If I were the King or Rome...
You will be my Queen.
For sure.

A.

Chili's and Biella

Come to Chili's
it's a nice place, after all.
...The Waitresses speak my favorite language
and the iced tea is always cold!

Come to Chili's
it's a funny place, indeed.
...They sing Happy birthday every 10 minutes
and the grilled chicken is not spicy!

Come to Chili's
it's a different place, very different.
You can even find some Chili's in front of Biella
But that's a different story...

Chili's is mine.
That's for sure.
I can feel it.
Bielle could be a total different story...

A.

Cristal liquido.

La vida y la muerte

colgando en tus labios

velaban tus besos

mientras yo, sediento, bebia, bebia...



En el trueque delicado

de tus ansias y mis sueños

se iba colando el desamparo

se iba mostrando el abandono.



La vida y la muerte

bordeaban tu cama

y yo cabalgaba tus noches

sin temor a nada.



Y hoy, miro tu recuerdo

a travez del cristal liquido

que resbala por mi cara

y el dolor me desgarra.



Como quieres que no te quiera?

Como quieres que te olvide?

Eres tu mi sol, mis montañas

Eres tu mi risa y mi alborada.



A.

No estan.

Las musas que acostumbraban

danzar gentiles con las golondrinas

mientras tu cuerpo se cadenciaba

con el vaiven de mis besos...esas no estan hoy.



Las musas que doraban el suave trigo

con su cantar quedo, mustio

mientras tus ojos guiñaban destellos

al sol de mis ilusiones...esas se han ido.



Las musas que con su dulce andar

trazaban caminos a los calamares

y cantaban coros con los delfines

y canciones de vikingos perdidos...esas ya no estan.



Esas musas, las musas de siempre

-las musas azules de mi corazon de acero-

han volado allende los mares

Y se han internado a la mar.



Donde estan las musas?

Hoy quiero escribir

y que te guste.

Hoy quisiera verte, de verdad.



A.

I Really Miss U.

De un tiempo vedado
ha venido un recuerdo trabado
de una noche sin luna,
de mis pasos cansados.

De un tiempo vivido
ha venido un recuerdo cosido
a mis sueños de amarte,
a tus campos dorados.

Como siempre que se termina un sueño
el camino nos despierta con punzadas
y si un dia sientes como que te mueres
es que aun dejaste besos en mi frazada.

Para que contar el tiempo que nos queda
Para que contar lo iluso que yo he sido
Si es amor lo unico que al final nos queda
Mitad sediento, mitad prohibido.
Mitad en cielo, mitad en vilo.

A.

Miss u.

De un tiempo cercano

ha venido un recuerdo estancado

de una noche de frio

de tu pelo sudado.



De un tiempo prohibido

ha venido un recuerdo asustado

de unos labios muy dulces

de tus besos salados.



Como siempre que nos toca hacer un cambio

se equivoca el corazón y no se apaga...

Y sin un día necesitas de un abrazo

Sabes donde estoy, es solo una llamada.



Para que contar el tiempo que nos queda

Para que contar el tiempo que se ha ido

Si vivir es un regalo del presente

Mitad despierto, mitad dormido...

Mitad en sueños, mitad contigo.



:-)



A.

Xhanging xolors

I found your heart this morning

on the sidewalk, in a strange blue box

Is it warm, is it xold?

Is it mine, is it xold?



Loose questions in the mist of time.



A.

I am the one.

I am the one
that you've been looking for...
Yes, I am the one
that you've been hoping for.

You know why
I don't need to tell you twice
You know why - for sure-
You felt that from the very first time...

I would fly to the moon and back
just to kiss your lips every night.
I would climb the highest mountain
just to smell your hair again...

I stole your heart, million years ago
-I'm not one of those good men-
-The funny ones- the ones that go to sleep early
and bring flowers to your mom.

To love you one thousand times
and hug you till I die...
I am your best choice,
I am the one.

A,

Was it for real?

When I think of you
and the way you used to kiss me
-and the way you disappeared-
I have to ask myself...was it for real?

When I recall the way you smile to me
(Nobody knows it but you have a secret smile)
I feel like something about you is not so clear
Then I ask myself...was it for real?

Since you're out of my life
I found myself every now and then
writing letters for you in the sky.,,
Trying to guess where you are...

You used to fly with me to the moon
You used to sleep in my arms with a smile
And now that it has all disappeared
I have to ask you...was it for real?

A.

When the lights go out.

When the lights go out
I call your name.

It's always the same.

Always have this heartache, have this pain.

It's always the same.

Seems it never really was enough
strange thoughts flood my mind.
Seems like if I always ask too much
and you disappeared into the night.

And then I have to admit that
when the lights go out
I call your name.
Always the same.

You put a spell on me.

A.