lunes, 27 de abril de 2009

Black

Mi corazón es negro...
Como la noche asesina,
Como la oscura soledad.
Mi corazón es negro...
Como el odio humano,
Como la odiosa frialdad,

Mi alma es negra.
Mañana el odio no sera nada,
Hoy odié todo lo que mi cuerpo daba.

Mi sangre es negra.
Como el petróleo que causa guerras.
Como el cabello de los muertos.

Mi corazón es...
Oscuro y sucio,
Un sofisticado aparato de dolor.
Una herramienta y una excusa,
Para expresar todo el odio de mi interior.

Mi corazón es...
Pequeño y duro,
Una piedra que desangra mi alma.
Un conjunto de cuchillos y armas,
Que matan los sentimientos mas puros.

Si pudiera amar,
Lo haría desde mi oscuro corazón
Si no pudiera odiar,
El me llevaría con satisfacción.


sábado, 11 de abril de 2009

Black Stones

I imagine you looking at the moon every night that I spend alone
I watched you blow the fear in my sky every evening
I dream that you think of me every golden morning
had a lot in my head
you were always there
but I was never so lonely without you

I never had doubts
I was always sure
I never had hunger
I was full of you
I never had you
You had me

Saw beauty in your faults
I was a slave to your world
thought that what’s important is what’s inside
but with you I always felt ugly

I watched you in every thought
at that moment I pledged to you
take a part of you and I made you part of my sky
I always had you with me ..

I don't know where all this is going
that today I cannot resist anymore
just to keep you just in my mindhold on to rocks
stones of a black sea
black of solitude