Last Kiss

I still remember the look on your face
Been through the darkness at 1:58
The words that you whispered for just us to know
You told me you loved me so why did you go away, go away

I do recall now the smell of the rain
Fresh on the pavement, I ran off the plane
That July 9th the beat of your heart
It jumps through your shirt, I can still feel your arms

But now I'll go sit on the floor wearing your clothes
All that I know is I don't know
How to be something you miss

Never thought we'd have a last kiss
Never imagined we'd end like this
Your name, forever the name on my lips

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Y empecé a llorar desconsoladamente.

Bécquer, Gustavo Adolfo

"Los suspiros son aire y van al aire;
las lágrimas son agua y van al mar;
dime mujer, si el amor se pierde
¿sabes tú a dónde va?

??

No te entiendo.

The Howling

We’ve been seeing what you wanted, got us cornered right now
Fallen asleep from our vanity, might cost us our lives
I hear they’re getting closer
Their howls are sending chills down my spine
And time is running out now
They’re coming down the hills from behind

When we start killing
It’s all coming down right now
From the nightmare we’ve created,
I want to be awakened somehow

When we start killing it all will be falling down
From the Hell that we’re in
All we are is fading away
When we start killing...

We’ve been searching all night long but there’s no trace to be found
It’s like they all have just vanished but I know they’re around
I feel they’re getting closer
Their howls are sending chills down my spine
And time is running out now
They’re coming down the hills from behind

When we start killing
It’s all coming down right now
From the nightmare we’ve created
I want to be awakened somehow

When we start killing it all will be falling down
From the Hell that we’re in
All we are is fading away
When we start killing...
When we start killing...

I feel they’re getting closer
Their howls are sending chills down my spine
And time is running out now
They’re coming down the hills from behind

The sun is rising
The screams have gone
Too many have fallen
Few still stand tall
Is this the ending of what we’ve begun?
Will we remember what we’ve done wrong?

When we start killing
It’s all coming down right now
From the nightmare we’ve created
I want to be awakened somehow

When we start killing it all will be falling down
From the Hell that we’re in
All we are is fading away
When we start killing...
When we start killing...
When we start killing...

So deep

Algo que se me ocurrió mientras hacía tarea de inglés!

Afer wandering about for a long time, I found him, sitting on the sand a few meters away. I was tired, and the heat of that sunny day didn´t make things any better. I wanted to scold him for running away from me in such short notice, but I was relieved he was still there.
Suddenly, he was on his foot. Oh how he was beautiful! He looked over his shoulder and waved at me. He then started to walk towards the sea. He never stopped. Deeper and deeper, he sank. And I did nothing. I didn´t even cry for help, I didn´t even yell him to stop, for that was his will. I practically killed him.
Oh, what a sunny day! No cloud could be seen!

Despúes de tanta búsqueda, al fin lo encontré. Se hallaba sentado sobre la arena, unos pocos metros nos separaban. Estaba cansada y el intenso calor de aquel soleado día no hacía más que empeorar las cosas. Cómo lo retaría por haberse ido de mi lado tan tempranamente, pero me aliviaba que aún estuviera allí.
Repentinamente se puso de pie. ¡Qué hermoso era! Miró por sobre su hombro en mi dirección y me saludó. Sin más se encaminó hacia el mar. Nunca se detuvo. Lo observé hundirse en lo más profundo del mar. Y no hice nada. No intente pedir ayuda, ni siquiera le grité que parara porque esa era su voluntad. Prácticamente, fui su asesina.
¡Oh, pero qué hermoso día! No había ni una nube!

Overcome

Where are the heroes
in my time of need?
Is my cry not loud enough
or have the gone all numb?

Sentimientos imposibles de esconder, pero también imposibles de expresar. Cuando uno no se siente satisfecho con uno mismo, cualquiera puede decirle lo bueno que es, o intentar hacerle ver las cualidades que tiene. Verlas, verlas ya es otro tema. Uno responde: "sí, gracias, qué tierno/a!", pero en verdad piensa: qué tengo de malo, por qué no soy como los demás o, simplemente, por qué no puedo quererme un poco más?
Los demás miran, sin entender completamente...

Over and over I felt so small
but one day I'll be stronger
and you better watch out.