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Poem 1
Body of a woman, white mounds, white thighs,
you look like the world in your attitude of surrender.
My savage laborer's body weakens you
and makes a son spring from the depths of the earth.
I was just like a tunnel. Birds fled from me
and in me the night's powerful invasion came.
For my own survival I forged you like a weapon,
like an arrow in my bow, like a stone in my sling.
But the time of vengeance has come, and I make love to you.
Body of skin, of moss, of milk, avid and firm.
Ah, the vessels of the breast! Ah, the eyes of emptiness!
Ah, the roses of the pubis! Ah, your voice lingering and sad!
Body of my woman, I will persist in your charm.
My thirst, my limitless yearning, my unsettled course!
Dark channels where eternal thirst follows,
and weariness follows, and infinite pain.
Snow Drive
I'm heading out now
I wanted to say 'Goodbye'
Crying, crying, crying, I'm not crying!
I became an adult
Am I really here?
I can't return to that one dawn
It might've been the first time I had a dream that awful
The beautiful sight of the snow is getting distorted
I collected all of my memories together
One after another, I'll put them in the keyboard
It'd be a shame to use the major scale! So I'll go with semitone
The sound I play goes far away, to where you are
My memories will surely become something beautiful
But I'll stop here because I want to remember
Look, it's a snow drive; the last way home
Crying, crying, crying, I'm not crying!
My tears dried up yesterday
I'm sorry. My emotions, this feeling,
I'm not able to communicate any of it
I'll inquire and expose it and tell it in reverse
That's why this song I've made is dedicated to you!
My memories will surely become something beautiful, but
Our awkward days and even your weak voice are all dear to me
Come, it's a snow drive; the last way home
Crying, crying, crying, I'm not crying!
White and light; this warmth
My memories will surely become something beautiful, so
The scattering flowers of spring and the breath of fall won't fade!
Look, it's a snow drive; as long as the snowy wind is whipping past
Crying, crying, crying, I'm not crying!
We might be able to laugh in the end
If I were able to do it, then I'm not myself
Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you
“Thank you”
I spell out with trembling lips
Nothingness
The grip keeps me trapped in your shadow
Time stands still, damaged and then I sink
The aura can't clear
The ashes that you left
The wind can't carry away
The emptiness that you left
In nothingness, without your presence
In silence, I hope, I wait
I see all the opposites
Hours turn upside down
I can't understand, I'm starting to get used to it
I can't understand, I'm starting to get used to it
And when everything becomes clear
I try to get rid of it
I can't understand, I'm starting to get used to it
I can't understand, I'm starting to get used to it
My cries echo far and wide among the rubble
The night passes in front of me every second
The aura can't clear
The ashes that you left
The wind can't carry away
The emptiness that you left
In nothingness, without your presence
In silence, I hope, I wait
I see all the opposites
Hours turn upside down
I can't understand, I'm starting to get used to it
I can't understand, I'm starting to get used to it
And when everything becomes clear
I try to get rid of it
I can't understand, I'm starting to get used to it
I can't understand, I'm starting to get used to it
In silence, I hope, I wait
In silence, I hope, I wait
The last party
I want to remember the last party,
that gets lost in the shadows and almost stops sounding.
I'll sing again the old melodies,
back in the days, when I was starting to love.
If you ask me where I’m going
And if you want to know who I am
Realise that it’s easy to guess
That I’m me
oh oh, oh oh oh oh
If I had a broom
if I had a broom
if I had a broom
if I had a broom
how many things would it sweep.
I wish to stop time for an instant
and imagine again the yesterday moments.
I won't forget the sunday afternoons,
listening to those records that don't stop sounding.
I know you are going to hunt me
La ra la la lá la ra la…
I can't scape from your net
Because I want to be in the bottom.
I love you... I love you
The sounds get filled of nostalgia
pretending to bring back the youth
and feeling those naughty kisses
that we stole dancing in the half light.
I like to remember the last party,
that gets lost in the shadows and almost stops sounding.
Get on your knees,
baby, and pray, pray, pray for your love.
Get on your knees,
baby, and pray, pray, pray for your love.
It was better when you said
that you loved me too
now that’s all passed
It was better was when you thought
that you needed me
now I see it’s not so.
I'll sing again the old melodies,
back in the days, when I was starting to love.
I want to remember the last party,
that gets lost in the shadows and doesn't stop sounding anymore.
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