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sábado, 29 de septiembre de 2012

I CAN'T HAVE YOU

If loving you is wrong
Then my heart knows not what is right
I cry myself to sleep
Every second of the night
What is there to do?
What is there to say?
I know I can't have you
But still I give my heart away

I’d walk a thousand miles
And cry a thousand tears
Just to know your love
Will be waiting for me
But what is there to feel?
When you don’t feel the same?
I know I can’t have you
But still I give my love away

You are my dream come true
I wished upon a star for you
But what am I to know?
If you really love me so
I know I can’t have you
But still I give myself away

viernes, 28 de septiembre de 2012

The value of a Patnership

Long ago the guinea fowls congregated coulourfully and innumerably;
And sang sweet songs and played in the savanah.
They sang for the antelope to dance and leap in the beutful grasslands.
The farmboys listened and danced too;
and their hearts were merry.
At nigth the grandfathers' folktales were interesting.
The wild dog barked;the nigthjar called a peacefull soothing never ending call;the clamourous hoot of the owl was heard.
BUT the conflagrations are come and sweep across the grasslands.
The axemen are merciless;and by the millions have trees fallen and are falling;
The poacher is ruthless;the beasts wild know not more peace.
The guinea folws will never sing again,for all the grain has been poisoned.
The times will never be better again.

martes, 25 de septiembre de 2012

Letter To A Friend

I could feel how loneliness kills
And I might be feeling the way it had been again
Just if I hadn’t met you and your sweet smile

You, a friend that God has let me
To have, to share, to keep, and to love
Being with you makes me believe in my long lost self

And your smile, a gift that reminds me
That tomorrow still remains
And miracle does exist

You make me feel a sweet togetherness
That heals the wound created by the loneliness
And let me see a new day that comes every day

But girl, I know one day we’ll have a farewell
And when the day comes
I believe I would be feeling the loneliness again
And I know it’s worse than before
Because I ever felt a sweet togetherness with you
But until the time comes,
I’ll be always keeping your smile in my mind
Cause I believe it would heal me
And be a new faith in my life

Even though we’re separated,
I’ll never forget each memory we have
Cause they will remain as ever as our friendship

domingo, 23 de septiembre de 2012

You may not be touched ...

You may not be touched by night, breeze or dawn glow,
but only by the earth, the virtue of the flowers,
the apples that grow hearing the pure water,
the soil and resins of your fragrant land.

From Quinchamalí where they created your eyes
to La Frontera where they made your feet for me,
you are the dark clay that I know well:
touching your hips I touch all the wheat again.

Perhaps you did not know, Arauca girl,
that when I forgot your kisses before I loved you
my heart still remembered your mouth,

and I staggered through the streets as though wounded
until I comprehended that I had found,
darling, my territory of kisses and volcanoes.

CANCION OTOÑAL

Hoy siento en el corazón
un vago temblor de estrellas,
pero mi senda se pierde
en el alma de la niebla.
La luz me troncha las alas
y el dolor de mi tristeza
va mojando los recuerdos
en la fuente de la idea.

Todas las rosas son blancas,
tan blancas como mi pena,
y no son las rosas blancas,
que ha nevado sobre ellas.
Antes tuvieron el iris.
También sobre el alma nieva.
La nieve del alma tiene
copos de besos y escenas
que se hundieron en la sombra
o en la luz del que las piensa.

La nieve cae de las rosas,
pero la del alma queda,
y la garra de los años
hace un sudario con ellas. ...