Sometimes it hurts.

Como diria esa gran bachatera

-ida a destiempo-

la voluptuosa rubia Adele:

Sometimes it lasts in love

but sometimes it hurts instead.



This is one of the times it hurts.



And it's just the way it is.



A.

Todo el mundo muere.

Y cada vez que oigo esa cancion

de la Marina y sus super diamantes

los ojos se me ponen vidriosos

y se me tuerce la sonrisa.



La sonrisa de la Perlita es lo primero que veo

cuando las palabras del coro resuenan

como un grupo de palomas que escapan al cielo

desesperadas por recibir el aire fresco y los rayos del sol.



Everybody dies, dies



Y sigo viendo su cara, fija en mi,

siempre sonriente, siempre amorosa

Su tez blanca como la leche

y su pelo extra largo de seda negra.



If I could buy forever at a price...



Pero no hay nada que hacer...

recordar lo vivido

y aguardar con la secreta esperanza

de un re-encuentro en otra dimension.



I would buy it twice, twice.



Que lo que queda aca en la tierra

no es siquiera un uno por ciento

de lo que era, en cantidad

ni llega a un uno por mil en calidad.



Everybody dies, dies.



A.

The year of the cat.

Long expressive asian eyes
climbing the border of a cappuccino cup
remind you that she came
from the year of the cat.

Your tongue is tied
you don't know what to say.
Her presence is so intense
that you feel like a bird in a cage.

You don't ask questions
and you rush bravely to find
what's waiting inside
the year of the cat.

A piano sounds softly in the background
of a passionate 40's love scene
while she locks your heart
and the rain kisses the cats.

She is too much, too white
like snow in a Chinese garden
like a mountain in the night
breathing quietly in the year of the cat.

You want to know her secrets
and live in her arms until you die
so you make a toast to eternity
but she can't stay, she came from the year of the cat.

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Bubbles in the past.

Everything you gave to me
and everything you ever did
has dissolved like flesh in the crib
they were pure bubbles indeed.

Now I see things clear
nothing else shall I expect
your words were as solid and real,
as the imaginary crocodile tears.

All the kisses, all the hugs
everything had expiration date!
Everything has turned into mud
the white fine sand was fake.

And now we have to continue
(the show must go on)
if some time you think of me
probably you just feel bored or alone.

Please don't do that
please don't remember this
-no one is to blame- carry on with your life
and find new exciting games.

And some day
-In the mist of time-
When they asked you if you knew me
remember that you were a friend of mine.

:-)

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Serendipity

I had no clue at that time, the first time,
when your wings encountered my eyes
and hypnotized me as a kid
as a little kid in front of the ice for the first time.

It happened so quick
that I had no other choice
but to take a deep breath
-while my heart skipped a beat-

Since then I can't do anything
without feeling your presence
around my space
walking with me, looking at me.

Does darkness ends in light?

How can I learn new oceans
if am still afraid of loose sight of the land?

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Casual love

Hello, little girl.
Is that a tear in your eye?

I know all your dreams are locked,
waiting under the pillow
-it's written in your little asian eyes-
and you don't have the key.

You want a full romance
you want the moon and the stars.
you want to feel electricity
-the magic- throughout your bones.

But life has tricked you out of your hopes
and you see your days going by
chasing unicorns in a bored TV
waiting for something, a miracle perhaps.

Come go with me
come, seriously.
(There's nothing left to loose anyway)
I can give you an endless night.

@ Radisson blue, Doha.

A.

Do re mi

Fa
Sol
La
Si

And sometimes you

and always me...


A.