25 marzo 2024

Imperio Argentina - El día que nací yo

 

El día que nací yo

Qué planeta reinaría

Por donde quiera que voy

¿Qué mala estrella me guía?


Estrella de plata

La que más reluce

¿Por qué me llevas por este calvario llenito de cruces?

Tú va' a caballo


Por el firmamento

Yo cieguecita

Sobre las tinieblas

A pasito lento

El barco de vela


De tu poderío

Me trajo a este puerto

Donde me se ahogan

Los cinco sentidos


El día que nací yo

¿Qué planeta reinaría?

Por donde quiera que voy

¿Qué mala estrella me guía?


Estrella de nácar

Déjame ser buena

Di que me pongan

En estos barrote'

Mi reloj de arena


Yo haré lo que mandes

Rey de los luceros

Y cuando él diga

Que la lleven presa

Le diré: "te quiero"


El día que nací yo

¿Qué planeta reinaría?

Por donde quiera que voy

¿Qué mala estrella me guía?

23 marzo 2024

Kristoffer Gildenlöw - Falling, Floating, Sinking

 

Once again I’m turning

I’m on the edge

No longer hear the sirens call my name


There’s this silence all around, I can feel it

No longer saying something to me

And I try


Once again I’m fallin’, floatin’, slowly sinkin’

Slowly suffocates the fire in me

I’m the surface. I’m still breathin'

Will it save me from myself? The end?

And I try

20 marzo 2024

Ihsahn - PILGRIMAGE TO OBLIVION

 


With the sweet taste of wine on my lips
And a pale skull filled with vision
Desires transformed to compulsion
My being, by fire, transfixed

I was bound for the marshlands
For bridges to cross and to burn
For treacherous paths of no return
A destiny held in my hands

And there, where the roots of existence (existence)
Breached through the cracks of illusion
The concepts of consequence ceased
And primordial chaos reigned

Besiegеd by the towering mountains
And beckoning forеst deep
I stood on the threshold of rapture
Alone, amongst the untamed

Wallowing in secrecy
And dark, enticing lies
Those ghostly smiles could not conceal
The ruin in their eyes

Pilgrimage to oblivion

Rampage unleashed in the night
I was lost in the trenches of a dream
And over a clamor of laughter and death
Echoed the Maenads' scream

Pilgrimage
Pilgrimage
Pilgrimage
To oblivion

05 marzo 2024

Owen Pallett (Final Fantasy) - He Poos Clouds


Lazy, you lazy poet, your words are reckless, and I can't feel it

But hey, hey, all the boys I have ever loved have been digital

I've been a guest, on a screen, or in a book!

I move 'em with my thumbs, I move them with my thumbs

I write his name in nothing, he whispers to the author

That I will be the only one


Escape! Escape! This time, for real!

We fool around in the service lane

He's the only friend I have who doesn't do cocaine

And all the boys I have ever loved have been confidential

Had a broken home, or a seedy past

So I know it's gonna last

And move him with your thumbs, I move him with my thumbs

He needs, he needs my guidance, he needs, he needs my time

Though I am not the only one


He swam! To the edge of the wall of the world!

Followed my voice, and he cried

Master! The answer is maybe... Maybe not... Maybe not...

Maybe not! I have goals!

Gotta fulfill the seven prophecies!

Gotta be a friend to grandmother!

Gotta rescue Michael from the White Witch!

Gotta find and kill my shadow self

Gotta dig up every secret seashell

You may have been made for love...

But I'm just made.