Todo es una mentira

The lips of time, they kiss again
When I walk alone into the night
They know my voice, they know my name
My need for love, my fear of heights

So I keep my wit, my running game
My shoulders straight, chin up high
But it's all a lie
It's all a lie, it's all a lie

And I forget how the time, it flies
When my fingers crossed, I hope in vain
That you'll be home with sleepy eyes
To fix it all, because you know my pain

And I forget how the time, it flies
When the day is long, and it keeps me dry
Because it's all a lie
It's all a lie, it's all a lie

There's no perfect way to clear the mess
We both have a past in a silver frame
See my heart, it died a slow weary death
In the tainted arms of another man

You and I we're no different
Than the rest of the world when the morning rings
Everyone wants a piece of the love of God

Everyone sings, everyone sings

I know you can tell that I can't help myself
Can't help myself
because it's all a lie
It's all a lie, it's all a lie, it's all a lie, it's all a lie, it's all a lie

The lips of time, they kiss again
When I walk alone into the night
They know my voice, they know my name
My need for love, my fear of heights

But seen I'm not different than the rest of the world
When the morning rings
I just want a piece of the love of God

Stay

Abrazo

Sé lo que dije, lo que digo y pienso.
Cuento, maldigo y celebro
cada palabra que lanzé en tus oidos.
Pero si por un sólo momento pudiera sentir
uno, dos, los dedos de tu mano,
tus manos
acercarse, tocarme, cerrarse sobre mi piel
y sentir como se derrumban los glaciares
se derrite el cemento
se elevan las hojas del otoño
se despierta la mañana
subiendo escalones de un escalofrio
imparable en mi espalda
con pasos de vello erizado, eléctrico y erótico
desanundando el aliento, la bruma y el frio.
Si pudiera
girarme rendido y resuelto a
arrodillar mis ojos en tu boca...
Sé lo que dije.
Cuento, maldigo y celebro cada palabra.

Canto

Lobo sin luna
lagarto sin sol.
A oscuras recorro los senderos del frío
y a esta nada a este vacío llamo hogar.
A todas partes conmigo mismo voy
y nada queda atras cuando he de partir.
Poderoso es el silencio
que borra las huellas
de un camino que ya nunca recorreré.

Mar el poder del mar - Delafe y las Flores azules