Te ha llegado la hora.
De ser feliz, de abrazar a los tuyos
De beber un sorbo de atol y dejar que te deleiten
los aromas y sabores que brotan del comal de tu tierra
Deja los conceptos, suelta los prejuicios
Que se caigan por el peso que no valen
aquí simplemente te distraen, del que podrías llegar a ser
Aquí mismo tu atención.
Párate un momento a apreciar atardeceres,
admira los parajes y animales, cuántos regalos juntos...
abraza a tu madre y a tu padre; a tus hermanos.
Deja de decir mentiras y saca los enseres
Te ha llegado el momento.
De dejar las cadenas, las inseguridades.
De velar por tus metas y tus ideales
Que se caigan los "hubiera" de tus inseguridades
que por fin les cuelgues los tabúes de tu persona
a quienes no te creen capaz de ser... tí mismo/a.
Ahora es la hora.
Leo porque es simplemente increíble conocer y crecer en el alma de los demás; escribo porque no me importa crear nuevos senderos a conocer.
miércoles, 28 de febrero de 2018
jueves, 22 de febrero de 2018
I never did
I never thought I could see life this way... in fact, I was hoping one day I could; that one day I would.
Damn that day came, but not sooner than enough, when life showed me it's way
But not before I lost some...
Pieces that I knew I would never get back to
Now those pieces that misses
Parts of a past that has become
Just the less than a floor in the outcome
Thing is now I don't expect a thing
Cause I now can give everything
Without expecting anything
Maybe that's the part that's hard to get
Asking your own self: have we ever met?
It's still me what you can see through the pain
Seen the tears, never became one of my fears
So, train yourself for a well being
Meanwhile you help me hit this strings
For tough feelings to be finally seen
Damn that day came, but not sooner than enough, when life showed me it's way
But not before I lost some...
Pieces that I knew I would never get back to
Now those pieces that misses
Parts of a past that has become
Just the less than a floor in the outcome
Thing is now I don't expect a thing
Cause I now can give everything
Without expecting anything
Maybe that's the part that's hard to get
Asking your own self: have we ever met?
It's still me what you can see through the pain
Seen the tears, never became one of my fears
So, train yourself for a well being
Meanwhile you help me hit this strings
For tough feelings to be finally seen
miércoles, 21 de febrero de 2018
Livin' me
This part of my life is called... livin' me,
for the world,
to explore as many landscapes I can shape
Shout out and get out there
From where you were
before you started living
Filling this life with doubts
painting colors that didn't yet existed
spotting away the clouds,
Now that's what's being fitted means
It's shaping the all new world
something that hasn't been proven to be "good" before
So judge it as good as it could be
instead of dealing that "this" ain't me
for the world,
to explore as many landscapes I can shape
Shout out and get out there
From where you were
before you started living
Filling this life with doubts
painting colors that didn't yet existed
spotting away the clouds,
Now that's what's being fitted means
It's shaping the all new world
something that hasn't been proven to be "good" before
So judge it as good as it could be
instead of dealing that "this" ain't me
Our Soul's Becoming
Look what you've caused
no, baby it's no pain
it's what you've gained
when dealing with these
broken pieces, what's insane
Give away... all your fears
cause noone's coming
to wipe out your tears
no, this ain't bad
just too new to be true
So, there might be no clue
but look out!
ain't noone good as you
for the task that's coming
inside your own soul's becoming
no, baby it's no pain
it's what you've gained
when dealing with these
broken pieces, what's insane
Give away... all your fears
cause noone's coming
to wipe out your tears
no, this ain't bad
just too new to be true
So, there might be no clue
but look out!
ain't noone good as you
for the task that's coming
inside your own soul's becoming
La vida es
La vida es
Algunos amigos con condiciones
familias no consanguíneas sin memoria
Sentimientos con horario de aeropuerto
por si te cae el más imperfecto amor
de la manera más perfecta.
Todo, justo al tiempo.
Algunos amigos con condiciones
familias no consanguíneas sin memoria
Sentimientos con horario de aeropuerto
por si te cae el más imperfecto amor
de la manera más perfecta.
Todo, justo al tiempo.
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