el inicio de eNERO./

El sol y el destino se mezclan.
Los cuervos se tornan en mil mariposas.
Tus ojos y el viento conversan.
Los campos se llenan de rosas.

El agua del río nos canta
su cántico de sirena.
La luz de las hadas te mandan
estrellas de mar y arena.

Me quedo callado,
intento no respirar.
Contengo mi amor encerrado,
buscando no expirar.

Intento guardarme pero es imposible.
Tu amor me cautiva y gana el deseo.
Mi amor es por siempre invencible
y marca por siempre el inicio de enero.

Somebody.

Now and then I think of when we were together
Like when you said you felt so happy you could die

Told myself that you were right for me

But felt so lonely in your company

But that was love and it's an ache I still remember

You can get addicted to a certain kind of sadness

Like resignation to the end, always the end

So, when we found that we could not make sense

Well, you said that we would still be friends

But I'll admit that I was glad that it was over

But you didn't have to cut me off

Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing

And I don't even need your love

But you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough

No, you didn't have to stoop so low

Have your friends collect your records and then change your number

I guess that I don't need, that though

Now you're just somebody that I used to know

Now and then I think of all the times you screwed me over

But had me believing it was always something that I'd done

But I don't wanna live that way, reading into every word you say

You said that you could let it go

And I wouldn't catch you hung up on somebody that you used to know

(lyrics. somebody that i used to know. goyte ft. kimbra)

Ojos negros.

El cuervo es el dueño de mi alma.
El frío y gris de sus rosas me aíslan

lejos de aquí.

Me hace correr a los pies de Esperanza.

Me obliga a huir y abrazar las espinas,

rompiendo el sí.

Los trozos de hojas lastiman mis manos.

Las tornan en piedra, en luz oscura,

en hierro también.

Sus ojos explican que soy un esclavo.

Un ser vagabundo envuelto en locura.

Ya no estoy bien.