At last.

Ya está aquí, otra vez.
Feliz Primavera para todos!

Todo comienza donde termina

If you are the cloud, then i am the snow
If you are the rain, then i will not grow
All of the asperity you have sewn

If you are the voice inside of my head
That's fine with me
I'll turn down the bed
You cannot control me from the other side
No, you will not control me from the other side

Here we are again, love
Here we go again
By your side i can't pretend anymore
Now everything starts where it ends


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Ocaso

El amor con amor se paga.
El amor con amor se apaga.

How do You Keep Love Alive?

Lord, I miss that girl
On the day we met the sun was shining down
Down on the valley
Riddled with horses running
Crushing them with flowers
I would have picked for her
On the day she was born
She runs through my veins like a long black river
And rattles my cage like a thunderstorm
Oh my soul

What does it mean?
What does it mean?
What does it mean to be so sad?
When someone you love
Someone you love is supposed to make you happy
What do you do
How do you keep love alive?

When it won't
What, what are the words
They use when they know it's over
"We need to talk," or
"I'm confused, maybe later you can come over"
I would've held your mother's hand
On the day you was born
She runs through my veins
Like a long black river and rattles my cage
Like a thunderstorm
Oh, my soul

What does it mean?
What does it mean?
What does it mean to be so sad?
When someone you love
Someone you love is supposed to make you happy
What do you do
How do you keep love alive?
When it won't
How do you keep love alive?

(Ryan Adams)

Amar y dejar partir

Lo que algún día
tuvo comienzo
tendrá fin
somos lluvias
en un río de abril

Todo se marcha
todo nos deja
seguir
es pañuelo que se agita
vivir

Cuando no estés
serás una sed
hebra de luz
en mi ser
tu ser

Cuánto camino
hicieron mis pasos
aquí
hoy soy sólo los abrazos
que di

La arena sabe
amar y dejar partir
quién pudiera
tan liviano
fluir

Cuando no esté
me harás florecer
en tu recuerdo
y seré
seré.

(Pedro Aznar)

El fuego

El fuego es la flor;
tu cuerpo el inicio.

Seamos amantes en el lenguaje:
encontrémonos, por ejemplo,
sobre la cima de las aes;
partamos en las vueltas
y recovecos
de las dees;
cobijémonos bajo la guarida protectora de las ees
y mirémonos irnos a lo lejos,
en los caminos opuestos
y contrarios
de las eses viperinas;
escondámonos bajo los techos de las ees restantes
y luego,
recostémonos en la seda de la o,
para hacer el amor
con todas sus letras.