Thursday, November 30, 2017

Buika - No habrá nadie en el mundo

Since the water is free
it lives free among springs
jasmines have cried,
and I don't understand how
in your eyes there's only desert.
It was a beautiful afternoon , when among the olive trees
no one, no one saw how I loved you, how I love you.
Today the olive trees sleep and I don't sleep.
 
There'll be no other in the world who cures
the wound left by your pride,
I don't understand how you hurt me
with all, all the love you gave me (x2)
 
Upon your return, I thought about singing you some old
poetic verses, those that speak of love and suffering,
when you come back girl I'll consume you with kisses,
and we'll fly high where the clouds slowly go,
slowly my lips move about your body, so slowly that I'm sure time stops.
 
There'll be no other in the world who cures
the wound left by your pride,
I don't understand how you hurt me
with all, all the love you gave me (x2)

Monday, February 6, 2017

"Jealous"


I'm jealous of the rain that falls upon your skin. It's closer than my hands have been
I'm jealous of the wind. That ripples through your clothes. It's closer than your shadow.
I wished you the best of all this world could give and I told you when you left me, there's nothing to forgive. But I always thought you'd come back, tell me all you found was heartbreak and misery. It's hard for me to say, I'm jealous of the way you're happy without me. 
As I sink in the sand, watch you slip through my hands. Oh, as I die here another day, 'Cause all I do is cry behind this smile...


"Labrinth"
 
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