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A bad neighbour





Nocturnal animal without fear of death
Danger transforms me it makes me stronger
sharp viper, skillful at love
nimble like a shooting star
You're lucky if you dare to judge
For a kiss from you, I'd rob, kill
what does it matter, what's the point of pride?
I whisper in your ear with malice
beautiful bud, it hurts if you betray me
more than when I get stabbed
In the streets, because of my rudeness, my frankness,
they point at me, beautiful lady you accompany me
You damage my heart, with how many men do you cheat on me?
 

Despite the tragedy you will always be my flower
Though I lose faith and don't believe in love anymore
Streets raised me between smoke and liquor
I dress up my pain as sense of humor
You gotta find the taste of life no matter how it comes
I only fear our Lord
I'd prefer death to dishonor
I sold my soul to get outta cheap life
I strangle sidewalks until they spit out money1
the suffering doesn't matter, kicking them like a rat
 

Love's a bad neighbour but
it is worse if there isn't any, I love you babe
Streets are calling me, wait for me
What are we gonna do baby, this is how I am
I know it's really hard
But this is the life I know
 

So many lies
Waiting for the fall of the one who slips
Life is lost with stabs or bullets
Who is giving it? Princess at night
With your daring, with love you hate
You knew it, you and your reproach
Your wise beautiful lips, you're arousing
loud-mouth men, I won't be the only one
nor the first one, don't expect much from this madman
Knight, honest, sincere, I love you baby
nervousness chases me, it waits for me at the end of my day
It's the way that one chooses, you calm my hopelessness
 

Your thorns prick me because I know you are my rose
Sometimes when we fight mi heart breaks
I learned to speed up and I wasn't shown the brakes
In order to not starve to death I fed on poison
I gotta get in the dance2 with the one who steps on my turf
Handling stress, thought you guys see me quiet
Street worker, in love with money
Why should I deny it, if you know I love you?
Keep'em alive must go first
And you gotta move on
If I die before you
 

Love's a bad neighbour but
it is worse if there isn't any, I love you babe
Streets are calling me, wait for me
What are we gonna do baby, this is how I am
Love's a bad neighbour but
it is worse if there isn't any, I love you babe
Streets are calling me, wait for me
What are we gonna do baby, this is how I am
I know it's really hard
But this is the life I know
 
  • 1. In many places of latin america, money is called silver 'plata'. This doesn't happen in countries like Spain or Mexico.
  • 2. Fight.





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25.11.2024

Chrysanthemum





(ydn.)
Mom, I tried.
Mom, I tried.
Yes, you did.
Mom, I tried.
 

(Nimeni Altu`)
Art is a flower destined to die in order to better understand humanity,
the beauty of life, and happiness, and this has been my pursuit.
Art soothes our pain, it makes us laugh, it makes us cry.
Art awakens pleasure, it's both therapy and the fear we overcome.
An express train carriage where the soul's expression always prevails.
Art heals the spirit, in the darkness, it's the light of the air.
Art makes you better, it's an exchange of knowledge and reflections on life, a recognition of creation, in fact, everything that poets recite.
Art is the last drop of water for a society in the desert, and for humanity, it remains its only testament.
Art is the freedom we had when we were children and played, we were poor and smiled, creating something from the little we had.
Art is the treasure box of the Earth, it's freedom for a prisoner, it's sight for the blind and a voice for the mute.
Art is sound for the deaf.
Art is the treasure of the soul that remains through time, beyond space.
Art is an older photograph of an entire generation.
 

(ydn.)
You smile sadly in pictures now, a silent shadow in flowers made of ash.
Give me long nights to dream of us, getting drunk with Mayflowers,
For I wish you would listen to what I sing now, it's all you carry along life's path, it's all that hurts when you can't sleep, it's the chrysanthemum in my hair.
I wish I could fly through clouds of longing to embrace you when everything is empty, and we could paint faces in the rain. I wish we wouldn’t forget about us.
About us,
About us,
About us,
Together...
 


25.11.2024

Mr. Gershwin





In my grandfather's attic
I found a Fred Astaire record
From the time when the streets of Broadway
Were dancing
All the old mechanical toys suddenly awakened by this music
Then jumped out their cardboard boxes
In one bound
And all around me
With cries of joy
They sang together
In the middle of the attic which lit up
 

Mr. Gershwin, we want to join the dance
Mr. Gershwin, we want to try our luck
Mr. Gershwin, when you're at the piano
It's so easy to keep the tempo
Mr. Gershwin, you know how much we love you
Mr. Gershwin, you left the stage
But your music is our favorite
And we want to dance like Fred Astaire
 

Our grandfathers didn't have
A TV to entertain themselves
But back then, all the Broadway theaters
Were singing
Some were doing tap dancing
Others were playing the trumpet
And you were writing the Rhapsody in Blue
For us
It was the time of swing
And Charlie Chaplin
But we, to show you
That even in this attic you're not forgotten...
 

Mr. Gershwin, we want to join the dance
Mr. Gershwin, we want to try our luck
Mr. Gershwin, when you're at the piano
It's so easy to keep the tempo
Mr. Gershwin, you know how much we love you
Mr. Gershwin, you left the stage
But your music is our favorite
And we want to dance like Fred Astaire
 

Mr. Gershwin, we want to join the dance
Mr. Gershwin, we want to try our luck
Mr. Gershwin, when you're at the piano
It's so easy to keep the tempo
Mr. Gershwin, you know how much we love you
Mr. Gershwin, you left the stage
But your music is our favorite
And we want to dance like Fred Astaire
 


25.11.2024

In Vain





Why didn't I say anything?
I know it's my fault, but I'm just too much of a coward
I can handle myself
Why didn't I dare to say it?
We were just friends, but I was hoping for something more
 

I know I have made it difficult
Because I have never said anything
I'm holding onto a little hope
But I can't say it now
 

You said it was too late
And I know that
But was everything we had in vain?
I know that it was wrong
And you can see it
But was everything we had in vain?
 

Oh, come on
As if I didn't feel anything for you
You've never showed that you want to be with me
No, no
Oh, once again
Have I hit my head first and sacrificed you?
There was no way we were going to happen
No, no, no
 

You have made it difficult
Because you have never said anything
Oh, only once I have moved on
That's when you're standing here in the same place
 

You said it was too late
And I know that
But was everything we had in vain?
Yes, it's too late
And expected
It goes without saying until I let go
 

You said it was too late
And I know that
But was everything we had in vain?
I know that it was wrong
And you can see it
But was everything we had in vain?
 

Was it in vain, was it in vain?
Was it in vain, was it in vain?
Was it in vain, was it in vain?
Was it in vain, was it in vain?
 


25.11.2024

Going even further (Reprise)





Going even further
And sailing by your side
To discover in the morning
Beaches yet to be explored
Then going even further
Being able to start all over again
Under the horizon, at eternity's reflection
All together, we can, we want to,
we will go even further