Where the eye stops seeing light (Demon of survivors)

Well, well, well, well

Don’t try to defy me
As for I am the demon of life
Don’t you dare not to survive
I’ll control the karma flow

And when your life is not fully destroyed
In this open seas you’ll find a buoy
And your life is not fully destroyed
In this open seas go grab the buoy

Carry on, move on carry on

…Let those snakes swim in my marrow
It would be too bloody to take them out
We spirits are here to hear you shout
And set up a bonfire wherever you go

And when your life is not fully destroyed
In this open seas you’ll find a buoy
And your life is not fully destroyed
In this open seas go grab the buoy

When your eye stops seeing light,
happiness will be your McGuffin
a nonexistent piece of time
that is there much more than you think
but you can’t stop life going on
’cause I’m the Demon of Survivors.

~~ Dedicado
a la que parece
no olvidar nunca

Good ol’ Mike

Eras estilo.
Eras clase.
Gran imagen.

Eras funk
en el pop,
pero pasó.

Eras soul,
que tu alma
halle calma
en nuestras voces.
Cosas atroces
se han comentado.
No me ha importado.
No tiene que ver.
Tu espíritu nunca volverá a nacer
Solo algunos que querrán imitar.
¡Ojalá todos! Pues eras genial.

In memoriam
Michael Joseph Jackson
1958-2009

Cider Chocolate

Me esperabas ansiosa
recostada en mi cama,
timida, impaciente, nerviosa,
con tu cabeza sobre mi almohada

Te recogí entre mis manos
y leía en tí la pasión.
mientras te agarraba con mis abrazos
tocamos una de John

Sin duda nos hemos envuelto
en un viaje hacia el interior,
estará pronto o tarde resuelto,
si más tarde que pronto mejor.

Bienvenida seas, voz de acero
a la vida del notable callado.
Pronto nos conoceremos,
si prometes estar a mi lado.

Te enseñaré a tocar Frusciante.
Improvisaremos los dos drogados.

Veredict, Mr. Freud?

Long desert Road
From Huelva to Cordoba
Driving, flying low
Suddenly…

…Time is blank
we find this shack
and we stop by

She’s my life,
I hold a knife
Someone’s gotta die… yeah

Someone’s gotta die
Someone’s going to die, yeah

Now I’m her
The knife’s into his heart
I gotta call them
but now, how?

I call boss
Help me I’m lost
And he’s vanishing

Help me y’all
I can’t give a call
He’s not making it…yeah

He’s not making it
He’s not going to make it, yeah
And I can’t help my love my love
And ask him why to go
Why to show me his blood
If I can’t speak loud
and I’ve always love him?
Although this is just a dream…

Spark

Ah
I’m the sun
I’m a spirit
I’m the moon
Dove
I’m the love
floating high
in this room

Uh, is that you?
Let me feel the magnetism
Uh, are you true?
You’re sparking with my rhythm

Uh
I’m no fool
I’m just ethereal
I’m a soul
Say,
is there a way
to be matter
in this world?

It’s so hard to find something in this world
what’s my goal?
where’s my goal?

Please hear me shout

Say it
Today
Something

Haiku de Baro

Eres la chispa
de la dimensión siete.
Estallas tu sol.

Banhart

Muse
You will be amused
But when you die
No, I won’t cry
If your thoughts are on me
This
time for just me
I learned too much
not to be such
one to be other than me

If you’re the price not to be alone
Think twice,
who’s really gonna be loved?

Sang
Lararala ah
And when I stopped
My right shoulder hurt
Though I couldn’t care less
Calm
Forgot I’m calm
Personified
So traveling the sky
Should go well with myself

I’m where the clouds are all marshmallows
You know me well, so find my shadow
Roaming the lands of cinnamon
Uncaring if we’re both alone.

Well I’m god

Well, I am god,
will you be my goddess if I asked you so?
Mortals would weave
a mural about our soulful love.
Time and Space
Will be yours to play
And I’ll let you to write my very own fate

Well, it’s just a game
I can be toyed with but I’ll know you had.
I’ll learn every switch
you pulled and see if it was good or bad
Teach me to smile
I’ll learn to get high
We’ll be born at the death of the light

Let’s be demons of the night
angels are just haters from the light.
I don’t want to be pure,
a mix with you would do good
We don’t need wings at all to fly

Is this what you wanted?
So this is what you wanted?
Is this what you want?
If it’s not I’ll just sing this song
and remember that I still am god,
so I then could fall in love again

~~~~Dedicado
A alguien que quiso.

Acorde

Mientras bajas la mano
levantas tu rostro al viento
en la oscuridad que has creado
a partir de tus movimientos
Tu pelo se alza en orgullo
y tu sudor flota al azar
catapultado por lo que es tuyo,
lo unico tuyo: el mar.

Golpeas como tú quieres
haciendo vibrar el mundo
con ese ritmo que tienes
empiezan sonidos, uno a uno
juntandose luego en tres
porque tú, llamandote Dios
los quieres mover a la vez.

Arriba y abajo, sigue!
Para eso has sido creado.
La enfermedad de tu psique,
tu psicosis, lo ha ordenado.

Tienes los ojos en blanco
porque no eres bestia sino hombre
con una bestia que se esconde
para hacerte gritar en llanto
llevandote a su mundo, a su alma
a un vacío violeta en nada.

Mil razones para perecer,
una para morderte el labio
y no suspirar de placer.

High

It’s my health…

Then I come back
bearing a pack.
I’m not traveling,
but I’ll fly.
I’m not traveling,
I’ll get high.

There’s no drug for
that so-called love.
I was clean,
or so they said.
Lover of Breeze,
breathe today

I’m not joking
’cause I was looking
into my soul, my so loved soul
And I found this:
If you can fix
any of your problems, do it…

And then you can complain.
Only then you can complain.

I will get stoned
On not being alone
Will I come back
to smile?
I don’t see why I
would not cry

But I’ll try.

Haiku del Pachygrapsus

Nunca lo sabrás:
piénsalo al instante,
y vive sin más.

Waiting

Oh, waiting for the monkey
Who’ll bring that jungle sound
Pardon me Mr. Monkey,
Do I look as a clown?

I waited for a train
Then walked to a bus
While waiting for it to arrive
It was too late for us

Oh
You couldn’t be awake
Meanwhile I couldn’t sleep
That’s what you get for blindness
Black isn’t a new thing

Either Bro or Mr. Butterfly
I don’t remember who
agreed that I wait too much
But I’m not in the mood

Beware, the days come to an end
Behold, their tribes are also trends
Scape, I’m stranded in my land
Breathe, together we will breath

Today’s the day we claim ourselves as Lords
Of our hearts, of our minds
You have been waiting for long enough
Tell we what you got, tell me what you’ve got
Nobody expects what is what’s coming next
You are, you are
Behold, whole world, this girl will do her best
You know that, you know that

You know that
Behold