It's a very short life.

There's no time for regrets
Or "what if...?"
No time for tears
No time for fears.

No more whispers in the dark
No more wishing on a star

Isn't it midnight
on the other side of the world?
Was it you who said
you will love no more?

And then we never had time
-it was clear from the beginning-
I saw it written in your eyes:
You will never truly be mine.

It's a short life, after all.

A.

Antartica.

Nadando en las aguas profundas de tu amor
- a medianoche, cuando duerme el sol-
descubrí confundido, entre malabares
que nadaba perdido, entre témpanos y glaciares.

Y me sobrecoge la vision certera
de una mariposa de azul celestial
posada sobre la luna, en quieta espera
mientras sangra gotas de oro en el mar.

Y no entiendo el cuadro
-tanto frío, tanta tristeza -
pues es suyo mi corazón,
-se pasa todo el día en mi cabeza.-

Me ha tocado enamorarme
de un ser mitológico y extraño
Me he enamorado de la medusa
y en ella pienso todo el año.

A.

Through the barricades.

My whole life
-All the time-
I've found love
through the barricades.

A.

No se.

El problema no es que ya no me quieras
eso, en cierta manera era esperado
(Dejabas pistas por doquier)
era cuestión de tiempo.

El problema
(El verdadero problema)
es que no se como olvidarte
- y eso si es un asunto grave-

Me enseñaste a amar
pero no me enseñaste a olvidarte.

A.

Has anyone?

Has anyone written anything for you?

(Other than this blog)

Or am I the only lucky guy?

I think I have the madness
and enough love to do it.
Anyway, when you build your house
call me. Call me on the phone.

Because, you see
you only grow in my heart.

A.

I miss my baby.

In the absence of security
I made my way into the night
Stupid cupid keeps on calling me
but I see nothing in his eyes.

I miss my baby.

Alpha.

Drippin' memories.

My heart

-my vagabond heart-

choose rainy days

for drippin' memories.



It's raining in Doha.



A.