Echo

I want to move on

I want to live on

but my dreams have you as guest

I want to move on

I want to live on

but silence has become my death

I want to move on

I want to live on

but I can still feel your soft lips

I want to move on

I want to live on

but your shadow is an eclipse

I want to move on

I want to live on

but I can see you where I go

I want to move on

I want to live on

but I can't shake these feelings off

I want to move on

I want to live on

but the walls still echo your voice

For a reason

Was I born for a need?

Did the universe call my name?

Were you there waiting for me

or was it all cosmically vain?

I dream about you everyday

Are they just dreams

or do I really hear you far away?

Life without you is not the same.

Is that just a cliché?

...or is this part of a cosmic game?

Now I am all alone and lost

Is this just the side effects

or do I have to pay this awful cost?

I have many questions,

not too many answers,

but I have your lessons

and rhymes to master.

-Salt City Rider

Our last night

Remember me tonight!

Tomorrow you won't have me,

just do it one more time,

someone else might have me.

Don't take love for granted,

because it will blind you

and true love might knock,

but you might let it go.

Think of me tonight,

wish me to be there,

kiss my memories all night,

I won't be there.

Let me be in your dreams

for just one more night,

then wake up to me

and know that it was our last night!

-Salt City Rider

Are you there for me?

When the moon reborns,

and the sun grows old,

Are you there for me?

would you lift me up?

When the winter hug

stops and freezes love,

Are you there for me?

Would you lift me up?

If hell does come,

and my music stopped,

Are you there for me?

would you lift me up?

Can you hear me now?

Should I give up?

Should I let go?

Are you still there for me?

Would you help me out?

Take me to crazy town

 

Crazy Town

 

 

 

Take me to crazy town,

I’ve been with the sane too much,

help me meet the evil clown,

and let me be out of touch.

Round and round in the carousel,

the show is no laughing matter,

the lonely lights are something else,

and all my dreams are being shattered.

Take me to crazy town,

I need to inhale weird notions,

give me for name a common noun,

and let me drink healing potions.

Where highways met

Wolves, moon, darkness!

A romantic madness!

An one motel stop,

and four ugly walls,

two naked bodies,

holding each other,

wild night lovers

Your hands feeling me,

your passion caressing me.

You made me tremble,

and my soul gamble,

I became dumb,

it was not love.

Hard to forget,

that crazy ride,

where highways met,

and we drove high.

Si no tengo amor

Para que quiero salud,

si no tengo con quien compartirla?

para que quiero paz,

si no tengo con quien gozarla?

para que quiero fama,

si no tengo a alguien a mi lado?

Para que quiero dinero,

si no tengo con quien disfrutarlo?

Al diablo con todo

si no tengo amor!

My Fate

Mama told me not to be afraid,

and she told me,

there’s no monster under my bed,

but mama never told me

that it was inside my head.

Mama taught me to have faith,

and she told me,

there’s someone that hearkens my pray,

but mama never told me

I would feel this way.

Mama loved me every day,

and she told me

her love will always remain,

but mama never told me

that this would be my fate.

¡Ya estoy cansado!

¡Ya estoy cansado!

tus piernas, tu pecho,

tu cintura; me queman

sueño contigo, y sin ti despierto,

ya no encuentro redención

mi alma no te ama,

eres la abominación,

pero mi cuerpo te alaba.

¡Ya estoy cansado!

quiero arrancar mi cuerpo de raíz,

a la hoguera hecharlo

y liberar mi espíritu

desnudarlo,

para ser uno,

romper con la carne

y hacer con la eternidad contrato .

¡Ya estoy cansado!

entrego mis regalos,

devuelvo mis recuerdos,

doy todo lo que tengo,

que me vendan el cielo,

me largo del infierno.

Si pudiera pintar mi pesadilla

Si pudiera pintar mi pesadilla
grises, negros, azules
sombras, noche sin luna
sería lo que utilizaría.

La radio llamaba la atención,
enfermaba mi corazón,
a todos en el pueblo
desee contar la terrible;
el asesino, la aldea anterior
había destruido, enmudecido.

El cañaveral me parecía,
en tenebrosa negrura,
encontrar hogar con
aliento de cercanía.

Si pudiera pintar mi pesadilla
su mirada sería la caña,
su respiración sería calor,
sus cuerpo sería mi espalda,
su arma sería mi temor.

¡No me dejes volver a dormir,
en la tenue luz quiero morir!

-El Comensal

Bandera de Draco Rosa

Para no olvidar

Morir es retirarse, hacerse a un lado
ocultarse un momento, estarse quietos,
pasar el aire de una orilla a nado,
y estar en todas partes en secreto.

Morir es olvidar, ser olvidado,
refugiarse desnudo en el discreto
calor de Dios, y en su cerrado
puño crecer igual que un feto.

Morir es encenderse boca abajo,
hacia el humo, el hueso y la caliza,
y hacerse tierra y tierra con trabajo.

¡Quiero morir y volver a empezar!
¡Murió al amanecer, murió al amanecer!
¡Quiero vivir y volver a empezar!
Morir y no olvidar,
morir y volver a empezar.

-JaimeSabines

¡No debí haber salido!

La sala llena de enfermos,
paredes y gente verdinegro,
mi cuarto de cuero hediondo
¡Salir era mi anhelo,
salir no debí haber hecho!

Desde ese día me han vacunado,
me inyectan mis sesos,
dicen que de rabia padezco,
que de espuma son mis versos,
que juicio no tengo.

Un virus me han sometido,
no sé como vencerlo,
tiene efectos duraderos.
¿Cómo han podido hacer esto?
¡No debí haber salido!

Mi cuerpo lucha ha tenido,
Fiebre ha sudado,
sarpullido me ha adornado,
mi estomago se ha agitado,
sólo mis versos dan alivio.

¡Salir era mi anhelo,
salir no debí haber hecho!
Ahora esperan mi deceso...
¡No debí haber salido!

-El Comensal

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