Throght raw abis

Since your beauty I have seen
I can not sleep
Soft as heaven and cotton's sheep
You're part of one dream
of my
Where I, can fly, so high
Of heaven above
And fall so slow to hell below
But that dream makes me live
Things that I haven't live before
Be four of five thousand dreams or more
Cause I only need that your eyes
In a mirror reflected
could see how of beauty you were infected
And at last, by your own...
Until you fly and our destiny shown
Me flying with you... if you want
But your happiness its the only thing that counts...


(The title are the initials of one name)

Sun rise and set words wise and wet

An sky full of colors
That repair and heal,
Beauty that inside we feel,
And erase our horrors
There is a bright yellow
And an orange I have seen
The sky can not be mean
Not today not tomorrow
And if joy I have borrow
From this gorgeous picture
Beware omniscient Structure
Which bring upon us all sorrow

Among things which are greater
Than smaller wins those  that are simple
Like stone beats scissors its an example
Like death beats love in Wherther

But I have a pain into joy converter
Its like flying on heaven above
And its spoken near to ears through whispers
Throught smell, hands and eyes
Throught words of those who are wise
Maybe you heard about somthing... called love

Fog will be

Si donde se mira no se te admira
Si donde estás no te vea,
Si donde los ojos se asientan
De tu imagen no se alimentan
                   ...Niebla será

Se sabe que las melodías alientan
A las frías almas y espíritus
Y si estás tú entre instrumentos
Encuentran el calor entre suspiros
Hallan sueños y deleites divinos
Pero si tu persona, a irse va
Entonces no hay remedio
Que se ponga en medio
                  ... y niebla será

Porque al verte,
Y me bastó para esto el primer segundo
¿De qué suerte
Humana con cielo confundo?
Mas seguro Pilar en esto no verá
Que no hay notas de la escala fuera
Adornos sí pero no disonancias en el poema
O para guitarra clave de FA
No lo hay ni lo habrá
Y aunque suene raro, un septicillo dentro del compás
Como tu Mirada, bien queda
Y si no te viera
A las níveas nubes del cielo confundiera
Porque niebla será

Fog will be,
And nothing else
If your smile immense
We can't see
Then
If I'm, unlucky, where
(And I talk by me)
you are not. Only there,
Fog will Be
And if you are who the look
An instant of heaven took
Because it's an extension of the sea
That eye where I can swim
And if I look that look, the wind
To heaven would take me
And Fog will not be.