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Explora
02:56
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Sueño marginal ¿cuándo despertar?
Corre tan sereno el cielo, casi sin sonar.
Las cumbres pasan a trasluz.
Tal vez transitar. Sinuoso canal
se abre en mí, despacio - inquieta ausencia del pesar -
las nubes pasan a través, Las nubes pasan...
Distancia, arena y sal, marchita señal,
fui del aire el velo aliado, nunca vi el imán.
La vida pasa sin cesar; pasa.
Tan simple como olvidar: no existe el daño.
Fue simple como naufragar.
Abren las olas.
Náufrago explora.
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Fantasy
04:26
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Life is a thread, a threaded colour,
dust upon a face, a magical form of…
Life is a trace, a trace in motion,
feathers in a hand, a physical form of…
Blood through my veins, some clear notion,
lungs to spread the air, a technical form of Fantasy.
Love is a place, a watercolour,
eyes upon a face, a magical form of…
Love is a name, the real cause of
lust upon my ways, a physical form of…
Questioning my own directions,
echoes of my ways, a technical form of Fantasy.
Questioning my own directions,
echoes of my own dimensions.
Fantasy.
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Abrigo
04:03
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Se abre el juego, luz, bengalas, artimaña nueva;
si algo aclara no es la nada, ya nací en la fragua.
Del descaro oculto el trago, dice sin palabras,
lo peor mejor se encarna, lucha sin ventaja.
Dando la luz el río, viaje nomás y el ritmo,
dando de más abrigo, queda detrás y es mío el compás.
Discurrir discrepa al alba, ya el doblez se acaba,
infinito ardid resbala manos que desplazan.
Ya entablé los cuadros plenos – dentro vuela el agua –
Ya sorteé la curva helada: ojos nuevos nadan.
Dando la luz el río, viaje nomás y el ritmo,
dando de más abrigo, queda detrás y es mío el compás.
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Lighter
03:25
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Describing a circle, feel the wind outside,
whistling stops the silence when the dream goes on.
Yeah, I will find the treasure, I felt this way before,
and I will fight the leisure in spite of modern world.
’Cos I don’t wanna be torn away, I don’t wanna see it going away
I just wanna be smart and awake when the dream goes on
Words still coming my way: mystery and love
You see, I feel lighter when the dream goes on
’Cos I don’t wanna be torn away, I don’t wanna see it going away
I just wanna be smart and awake when the dream goes on
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Some Days
03:36
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Some days you’re fine, some days there’s nothing precious,
I wonder whether I will ever untie hair knots.
Some things to hide, some others long time well known,
some words will never fly no matter what I say, though.
It’s getting warmer, I know it’s harder,
new tricks come brighter showing there’s still some more.
Some times you wonder so I get darker,
you know I’m trying though ‘cos I love you so.
Some shapes to climb, some others to help destroy,
no wonder why we fall and rise again with new clothes.
Some days you’re fine, some days there’s nothing precious,
I wonder whether I will ever untie hair knots.
It’s getting warmer, I know it’s harder,
new tricks come brighter showing there’s still some more.
Some times you wonder so I get darker,
you know I’m trying though ‘cos I love you so.
You make me feel what's real, you make the mirror come near.
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Fuego y Savia
04:08
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Surcos y fuegos, sustancia y ardid;
cabe en el cuerpo el ansiado elixir.
Y en la penumbra danzas, rutas y un don sin abrir.
Tal vez fue excusa o clave en fuga; llave sin fin
Tramos sin ecos, el sol sin salir,
sueños eternos, tan sobrio matiz.
La fruta oscura siempre augura viaje sutil.
Dormí en la furia lluvia pura; caí sin fin.
Y en el abismo el espejismo aún suena extraño.
Hallado el ritmo (vuelo invicto) no hace daño.
Dejo las armas y la crisálida, vuelvo cambiada: fuego y savia
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A Different Colour
04:07
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I will lead to places unknown, hopefully won’t see them follow.
Cast to breath a different colour, shade on me, my face is hollow.
Falling in lethargy, the more I show the more I go.
Distance comes easily, lost in silence found the core.
Hopefully won’t see them follow,
shadows falling on the sand, there’s no one there to blame.
Cast to breath a different colour,
rain on me, my face is new, my eyes are still the same.
Ideally no traces are wrong, I believe when absence is arrow.
Constantly diverting angles, usually the cause of trouble.
Wondering in my sleep, the more I go the more I know,
distance comes easily, lost in silence found the core.
Hopefully won’t see them follow,
shadows falling on the sand, there’s no one there to blame.
Cast to breath a different colour,
rain on me, my face is new, my eyes are still the same.
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8. |
No Reason
04:04
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Surcos y fuegos, sustancia y ardid;
cabe en el cuerpo el ansiado elixir.
Y en la penumbra danzas, rutas y un don sin abrir.
Tal vez fue excusa o clave en fuga; llave sin fin
Tramos sin ecos, el sol sin salir,
sueños eternos, tan sobrio matiz.
La fruta oscura siempre augura viaje sutil.
Dormí en la furia lluvia pura; caí sin fin.
Y en el abismo el espejismo aún suena extraño.
Hallado el ritmo (vuelo invicto) no hace daño.
Dejo las armas y la crisálida, vuelvo cambiada: fuego y savia
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9. |
Sin Mirar
03:55
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Frágil, desolada, creí ser del tiempo la víctima errada.
Es verdad que a su paso la luz enceguece, no hay cuerpo encerrado.
- no hay alma que no pese -
Dúctil, replegada. Creo en los altos juglares, que asaltan la calma.
Se que el terror no es la fruta. Vuelvo a la base (mi base) con fibra liviana.
Dos flores extrañas, dos caminos nuevos.
Dibujando espadas - sin mirar - las fuerzas asaltan
¿Qué deparan las armas? Siento en los plazos del viento la huella encerrada
Dos flores extrañas, dos caminos nuevos.
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