02   Mentira // Lie

Lie
that I won't tell
Lie 
that I don't want to live
I repeat
I repeat that I can't 
I can't live like this anymore 
with you, with you. 

It's not easy 
to turn around and simply open the doors
to the world that we want to wake up in. 
Our society today
is so indecent 
corruption wants to separate us 
My nature cries out: "Rebellion!" 
I cannot understand 
idealisms with the purpose of division.
What if respect was normal? 
And harmony amongst us the base of our existence? 
Being pessimistic is one of my weaknesses.

Lie 
that I won't tell
Lie 
that I don't want to live
I repeat 
I repeat that I can't  
I can't live like this anymore  
with you, with you. 

With you I lived a thousand situations 
laughter, tears, disillusions.
You separated us because of your opinions 
of hatred, violence and religions 

What's the matter with you?
What are you waiting for? 
You ignore the potential we have! 
Being different makes us stronger 
Free your mind from dead ideals! 

What injustice 
you committed 
in creating an ideal 
that based on lies 
we believed it to be true. 

The lie 
spins round and round 
Your greed is pure injustice 
It's your mind, 
the conscious one 
That frees you from what awaits you. 

03   Corre // Run

Run and run, run and run,
my life keeps running.

That tomorrow doesn't understand 
What I defended yesterday. 
Sensations already dead 
open and break  
doors.

Run and run, run and run,
my life keeps running.

Look at me,
look at you  
live and feel the dramaturgy 
that even colours inspire you.

Who will see you if you hide your mind 
inspire yourself,
my darling!

04   Dos Semanas // Two Weeks

What am I going to do? 
What am I going to do?
Hope gets me nowhere 
I feel lost in my soul 
Fears that cloud my being. 

Two weeks full of sorrow
living the insecurity 
of feeling broken
confronting a new reality 

I don't mind loneliness 
when reason stays by my side,
But madness filled my fantasy 
Of futures that only await wars, await wars.

Bad news won't go away  
They come like sad melodies 
You never think they'll come to you 
But when they do, they empty you. 

To live 
the present without complaining 
whilst moving forward 
is an art like no other. 
To know 
that life is a challenge 
that even laughs in your face
ignoring your morals! 

If I seek a better today
I must transform 
fears into beauty and harmony. 
And in this way I decide 
how the world turns for me. 
These two weeks made me finally understand this.

05   Noviembre // November

Leaves as they fall 
are unwittingly calling 
the arrival of winter. 
Slowly without ceasing 
they are randomly painting
the roads with the wind. 
Silence will come 
and your footsteps will mark 
a frozen landscape. 
They say goodbye to you today, 
leaves with two thousand colours 
that will die so soon. 
Tree that gave its fruit 
with the cold remembered 
the end of another summer. 
Everything soon will sleep,  
while elegantly awaiting
for warmth. 

November always leaves me  
with a somewhat wounded heart. 
It seems to come to threaten 
a slightly matured autumn. 
I know that winter  
brings me a certain tranquility. 
But November  
sets limits to my soul. 

Depressing rainshowers, 
You didn't tell me 
it would be like this.
Dark days 
symbolize a bad omen
that takes hold of me. 
I can't tolerate 
how time makes the sky suffer.
The earth speaks  
she now rebels 
making everything sleep.
November takes our life away. 

The darkest thing I experienced 
where I was born
was a cloudy day. 
Greens in thousand shapes 
that never experienced winter. 
Today I am thrilled 
at the change of season, 
I enjoy its beauty day by day. 
Yet I feel how my anxiety rises 
when October comes to an end. 

Today in mourning silence 
emptiness came, 
leaving behing an agonizing landscape. 
Unclothed and nostalgic
bid everyone farewell.
It's a tragedy to experience
how a thousand of colours  
simply vanish! 
Oh I wish patience 
limits my sorrow.. 
At least I always know 
there is hope
when being in November. 
My suffering is not eternal 
for time will go on 
and December will soon arrive. 

06   Confusión // Confusion

I confuse you
when I kiss your pretty red lips.
Whoever saw it
quiet down
it‘s not a secret to be shared.
I'm not the one who's going to
get into ridiculous trouble 
You know how it is 
there are moments that come 
to persuade you.

I see you, I love you, 
desire burns in me; 
my head says "This is something else"
mmm I don‘t care 
mmm my mouth 
wants to kiss you, touch you, love you!

No! No! No! 
I'm not going to say 
no, oh no, oh no, oh no!
You know! 
that I'm gonna go on 
oh yes, oh yes, oh yes! 
How beautiful it is
to live, to live to live to live! 
Ay! Ay! Ay! Ay! 
How hard it is to live up
to social expectations. 

Society limits me! 
Hear how my soul cries! 
I live a sincere life! 
Let me do whatever I want! 

Come here, let's dance 
come here, let's play 
Give me memories for the days 
when we go on with our lives. 
Let me touch you and 
Come, let us vanish
These are dreams who would have thought 
give me all of your witchcraft. 

Come here, let's dance  
come here, let's play 
my head says "This is something else"
Never mind let's keep going,  
it's my conscious choice
Let me touch you and 
Let us vanish
I'm burning, I'm burning,
I want to love you already! 
Let's close the door 
I don't want to leave you!

07   La hora 25 // The 25th Hour

Mark my hour, clock 
mark the time where I can go 
and fall into the arms  
of passions that have no name, 
that surround me and take me as I am. 

I want to dive into  
the hour that does not exist 
the time where two thirsty ones 
have plenty to drink. 
I want to get lost in  
the abyss of your mind 
without having to remind myself of the clock 
of the clock. 

I dream of flying, 
as high as an eagle 
aimlessly, hiding in your sky, 
so blue, so much of it, mmm. 
No more thinking,  
the clouds separate me  
from other realities 
that are already calling me  
to return. 
Oh no.
Not now.
It's the twenty-fifth hour on my clock.

08  Sobre la tristeza // About Sadness

When sadness comes,
it comes to me with subtlety.
It tells me that the blue 
that I carry in my soul 
doesn't want to set me free 
doesn't want to untie me. 
It takes my hands 
tragic and fatal 
reminding me of my mortality. 

I have no malice
that affects other people 
I don't want to be this way:
melancholic, complaining, 
I think of something else 
that makes me fantasize 
and the only thing I feel 
is the desire to cry. 

No 
What happened to me? 
Why can't I escape this darkness? 
Sadness, you bring 
a certain quietness
and my soul turns it into melancholy. 
I'm still here. 
In my frozen state 
Too desolate 
I don't know 
I never know how 
to handle it. 

It's hard 
when time  
stays still 
I stay here 
without feeling 
joy 
Without the  
warmth 
of happiness 
I lose my peace 
and I lose myself 
I lose myself.