Ni ella ni yo pensamos disculparnos por nuestras palabras. No se disculpa el sol aunque queme ni la luna aunque en ocasiones aterre. Yo amo, todo aquello que pueda ser amable, y como me rehúso a esconderme, he aquí mi escape.

24 ene. 2014


Walk with the fire,
do not be afraid,
fear not the flames,
that will show/lead your way.

You stand still,
you stand stagnant,
let yourself rot,
let your heart get damaged.
You must be just like running water, 
just like a flowing river,
just like a source of life.


And you try and stop the river,
Don't you know that life needs to flow?


There's no life in those hearts,
they're not moving,
they're just lost and rotten pieces 
of what used to be men.

 As many pieces as you might have,
as much knowledge as you can ---* (get) (?)
there's just nothing to be done
if the dynamic's not yours.

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Deja que tus gritos también sean llevados por el viento.