tienes que entender

cuando gritas
te ves feo
y aunque yo grito más fuerte
sigo siendo encantadora

energía

invocación a los cuatro vientos
a tus antepasados y maestros
a la madre tierra y al gran misterio dentro de ti
tu consciencia despierta
y no puedes callarla
tu mayor resistencia...
tu mayor aprendizaje
eliges evolucionar
escoges aprender
por eso mismo estás aquí
sabes a dónde ir
perfectamente
pero no encuentras el camino
iníciame, oh gran Garuda,
hermano águila y gran shamán
enséñame el oráculo
habla y dime cómo llegar
clavando su pupila color cielo
citando a Morpheus
y a tu gran gurú, responde
yo soy
quien soy
the matrix cannot tell you who you are
hoy vibras

¿te acuerdas?

algún día fui
lagartija
y tú también

shakti

¿En dónde te metiste, Hanumman?
Ambaa... Devi...
la energía cósmica se apoderó de nosotras
dentro y fuera del shala
desequilibrio en mi centro de gravedad
hiper activación de mi hemisferio derecho
llegué hasta el límite
después de ese episodio surrealista, lo encuentro todo lindo
y se acabó la primavera; pero, ¿a quién le importa?
estiramiento del psoas
¿por qué tiene que acabar?
hoy, como siempre, quiero más

explosion

... y cuando sintió el ataque, buscó la rama más fuerte...
la cuerda más resistente, su punto de quiebre...
todo parecía indicar que tendría un mal día
ningún comentario podía hacerle bien
ni tu optimismo... ni tu sonrisa....
dime qué es lo que me estás ocultando, te conozco perfectamente
te dijo mientras abanicaba sus pestañas para contener el llanto.
tú te limitaste a observar la explosión y las distintas reacciones
de los ahí presentes...
y esa mirada tan bella...
cuando parece adivinar tus intenciones
cuando busca tu aprobación
cuando intencionalmente deja la puerta entreabierta
cuando te dijo que eras su very best best friend
con sus consejos y esa manera de ser que inspira tanta ternura
porque sabes que nunca recibe invitaciones de tus colegas
y por que sabes que nunca de los nuncas podría guardarse sentimiento alguno
y porque te encanta mientras todos le rehuyen
cositas

away

this is where i long to be
up, far away from everything
from everyone
this is where i always go
when i have nothing else to say
now, when i don't seem to belong
anywhere has lately become everywhere
and she looks like mother nature
staring at me with her kind eyes
as if she was listening
but she's reading my mind instead
reminding me that...
there is nothing to be afraid of...

dad

You won't ever get to read this
I won't ever have the courage to say this to you face to face:
I love you very much and you will always be my number one hero.

Hoy tengo que decirte papa
el tiempo nada cambiara
estaremos siempre juntos
todo el tiempo sin parar.

Hoy tengo que decirte papa
te quiero mas que a nadie
y cuando estoy a tu lado
todo el miedo ya se va.

Y a veces cuando llegas de noche
y el sueño ya me vencio
estas junto a mi, y me miras dormir
y me siento tan feliz.
Voy a crecer a tu gran tamaño
y el mundo vere como tu
te comprendere mucho mas y mejor
y la vida vencere

walking down

the aisle
he's a great guy
i love him
but... 'bout getting married... so so soon... my song... bob dylan's...

Once upon a time you dressed so fine
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
People'd call, say, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall"
You thought they were all kiddin' you

You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin' out
Now you don't talk so loud
Now you don't seem so proud
About having to be scrounging for your next meal.

You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
And now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it

You said you'd never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
He's not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And ask him do you want to make a deal?


You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Ain't it hard when you discover that
He really wasn't where it's at
After he took from you everything he could steal.


You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your ownWith no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

beast

omnivore, brute, savage
insensitive person
lacking reason, feelings and intelligence
unremittingly severe
living organism that has developed the ability
to act or function independently
but seldom speaks wisely
unable to show compassion or love
every night, before going to bed,
i keep on asking myself...

acá entre nos...

ayer
primera vez que pude reirme tanto
reir hasta llorar
como cuando estaba contigo
te extraño y te he extrañado siempre
y creo que no te he dejado de adorar

we can do it!

let's go, girls...!

yo me muero donde quera
en la raya a la primera
yo me juego el corazón

yo soy hembra de adeveras
si me echan un lazo
respondo a balazos
si me echan un grito
de en medio los quito

Allá en la frontera
allá en dónde sea
yo muero de veras
por mi pabellón

breath

nothing was said, much had been done, and your flowing energy reached the deepest part of my soul as i tried to hide the tears from my eyes.

though nothing has never been expected, feel the need of having you near, my whole self, my mind, my way. yesterday i made up my mind

devoting the rest of my life to you.

so take me and take me now. lead my steps. my heart, my soul

my life belongs to you.

sebastian

The seaweed is always greener
In somebody else's lake
You dream about going up there
But that is a big mistake
Just look at the world around you
Right here on the ocean floor
Such wonderful things surround you
What more is you lookin' for?
Under the sea
Under the sea
Darling it's better
Down where it's wetter
Take it from me
Up on the shore they work all day
Out in the sun they slave away
While we devotin'
Full time to floatin'
Under the sea

ill

i wish i could stop.... everything
the off- button
to stop my life going crazy
to stop my mind going crazy
to stop my life...

peace of mind

Gyan Raihans' Ten Commandments
1. Mind your own business and don't butt in
2. Forget and forgive
3. Do not crave for recognition. Be nice and leave the rest to God
4. Don't be jealous
5. Change yourself to suit the environment
6. Endure what cannot be cured.
7. Do not bite more than you can chew
8. Meditate regularly
9. Never leave the mind vacant. Empty mind is the devil's workshop
10. Do not procrastinate and never regret. Why cry over the split milk?

princess

a veces vienes a jugar en mis sueños
que mi vida, mis errores y mi estúpido hedonismo no te impidan
correr hacia mí para darme un abrazo

my wish

te extraño y
extraño tu silencio
¿dónde estás?
here goes my wish:
you and me in Manhattan
my dream... weekend getaway
will I ever be with you?

Summer journeys to Niag'ra
and to other places aggra-vate all our cares.
We'll save our fares!

I've a cozy little flat
in what is known as old Manhattan
we'll settle down
right here in town!
We'll have Manhattanthe Bronx and Staten Island too.
It's lovely going throughthe zoo!
It's very fancyon old Delancystreet you know.
The subway charms us so
when balmy breezes blow
to and fro.
And tell me what street compares with Mott Streetin July?
Sweet pushcarts gently gli-ding by.
The great big city's a wonderous toy
just made for a girl and boy.

We'll turn Manhattan
into an isle of joy!
We'll go to Yonkers
Where true love conquers
In the whiles
And starve together dear, in Chiles
We'll go to Coney
And eat baloney on a roll
In Central Park we'll stroll
Where our first kiss we stole
Soul to soul
And "My Fair Lady" is a terrific show they say
We both may see it close, some day
The city's glamour can never spoil
The dreams of a boy and goil
We'll turn Manhattaninto an isle of joy!

lovely...

thinking we coould've met long before
less will always be more.
could you possibly see my true self?
putting down my inner wall
do you actually know where I'm going?
would you help me get through?
and... will I ever find the way to get it back to you?
in spite of it all, what could i possibly give...
what coud I probably do
for the most beautiful being in this world?

dolor

ensayo a la muerte
o el sangrado de tu tierno,
noble y desinteresado corazón
tus lágrimas no cesan
y las palabras, lejos de traer consuelo...
se clavan y se fijan en tu alma
pero ¿qué es el dolor?
¿qué es lo que sientes...
y qué lo provoca?
¿relación causa-efecto?
la idea de que el dolor es una representación
imaginaria suena reconfortante
ser capaz de controlar la intensidad de las calumnias y
perjuicios podría ser la esperanza que te devuelva la vida.
lo es
por lo tanto
decides esperar