jueves, septiembre 22, 2005

Bio-Graph-I

Blue skies, And the air is heavier
Black clouds, So I stopped breathing
Green Grass, Made me stop running
Yellow sun, I'm blinder than ever.

It's the tear that's on your face
The one that cried the human raze
Bitter, sticky and hot it is,
Don't know what kind of tear is this.

Older, but i'm feeling just fine
Happier, Oh dear hace you seen my axe?
Crazy, Can I have what's mine?
Slower, So I'm losing my time.

Colder, shinning in this rock
Taller, but i've lost my people
Dumber, I broke your little heart
Don't worry, I have more on stock.

lunes, septiembre 12, 2005

An un-explanation given

And I smiled at the night, at the darkness
Because I saw your face floating in the crowd;
In my happiest grasp I faced the unknown,
I guess I was mistaken, wrong, confused
So then you turned your head facing the dark,
Just when I thought I had rescued from it,
When I felt I was flying you grabbed my feet.

What was I thinking? what did I understand?
When things seemed to be so clear, I thought
Seems I'm not made to think, Don't I?
Come on now and forget me, I think I deserve it
Blessed is the one who gets your atention,
But I belive you mixed roles with someone;
And no-one explained me that situation,
Because, you know, I wasn't made for thinking.

domingo, septiembre 04, 2005

La Culpa

Y poniendo las manos donde no se debe,
Bebiendo el agua que deforma la realidad,
Quien debe y quien puede beberla,
Y las consecuencias de la responsabilidad.

Conociendo las tragicas consecuencias existientes,
Que se les ha legdo una mortal responsabilidad
Que divertirse es sinonimo de locura e imprudencia
Y sin mas reconozco el error.

Y de ahi aprender las sabiduria del acto
Saber reconocer las actutides
Y no siempre corromper a quienes no deben
Que acepto mi total incoherencia.

viernes, agosto 19, 2005

El invento

No creo el silencio para que lo rompamos,
Lo creo para que lo sepamos usar,
Para que el aire no se llene de lamentos,
Para que las ideas no vaguen solas en el tiempo
Y con ellas todo tipo de razon olvidada
Tampoco creo el tiempo para dejarlo pasar
Sino para que tengamos que pensar un poco mas,
Trato de no de medir la continuidad de una decision,
Lo invento para que tengamos un plazo para idear
Y que entonces no quedemos en silencio.

domingo, agosto 14, 2005

No seamos como la luna

Y que si no tengo ganas de dormir?
Entonces tengo que dejar de soñar?
Y si el frio no congela mis dedos en invierno?
No tendria porque sentir las cosas,
Y que pasaria si no tuviese miedo a morir?
Le hubiese ganado a la muerte?
Y si de pronto el sol deja de ser amarillo para mi?
Hubiese perdido totalmente la cordura?
Y quien me garantiza que ya no la haya perdido.
Yo tampoco estoy seguro de que estes sano,
Que es lo que nos asusta de la verdad?
Acaso no descubrimos que la luna no brilla por si misma?
Prefiero seguir descubriendo mi camino
Y no darme cuenta de que yo tambien soy como la luna.

jueves, agosto 11, 2005

Just Trust

So we run upon this dark road, blind
Just take my hand I know were i'm going
Don't you be afraid, dark is not owr enemy,
Just the fear you have to me,
But that wont be a bump in the road,
Not to the man that has ran on every road.

And do you see that wall? It's some meters ahead,
Probably you'll think it's unbreakable, like my head
Like my soul, my eyes and my wounded chest
But as I know, I've been through every wall I faced
And I always won, always passed, in every try.

But guess what? I always seem to be alone afterwards
Manage somehow yo be beaten by the wall,
Over and over again and losing everything I know
But i'm stronger now, i'm fastest and brighter now,
So hold on tight, don 't be scared of me, girl
Just close you're eyes, and i'll see you behind the wall.

domingo, julio 31, 2005

Home


Tan distante es y tan alejado, misterioso
Irradia locura y esperanza invisible,
Y vive solo alejado del calor tangente
No se aislo, sin embargo no se ve
Insignificantes somos a sus pies,
Perfecta es su imagen lejana y poderosa
La ultima, lo lejano, el deseado
Pequeñas particulas de un mismo ser,
Que contemplan con miedo su existencia

Existe pero nunca lo veremos, nunca se muestra
Pero nos abraza, y nos cuida, nos hace vivir
Es cruel, despiadada, pero somos inutiles
Estamos inmersos en este circulo vicioso
Que no entendemos y tememos, y descreemos
Pero existe, Y es tan real como nuestra realidad

sábado, julio 16, 2005

Te hace

Se rompe, se aleja, se aisla
Se confunde, te decepciona, te deja
Te enoja, te deprime, se rie,
Se disfraza, se equivoca, se recupera
Te destruye, te carcome, te abandona
Se acerca, te habla, te mira, te escucha
Sonrie, se convence, se amiga
Te ilusiona, te abraza, te mejora,
Se divierte, se escapa, se detiene
Salta, se esconde y desaparece
Te hace reir y te deja llorando

miércoles, julio 13, 2005

Un mundo para dos personas

Abro una mente y cierro otra
Solo para darme cuenta que estoy parado solo
El frio me ataca y detiene cualquier intencion
Solo es un mundo para dos personas,
Y estan del otro lado del camino
Es esa realidad que detiene cualquier movimiento
Cual es nuestra motivacion de crear algo distinto?
De sentir otra cosa, si deviene en lo mismo?
Esa realidad que cree que la locura no es original.

Y original es aquel que inventa palidez,
No toma el camino de lo profundo
Le escapa al temor de sufrir por una idea
Es la convencion de lo conocido, de lo visto
De la llanura, de la mediocridad y del temor
Y frio es eso que los ampara bajo su manto
Y que destruye y aisla el impetu del buscador
Disfrzado bajo el silencio y oscuridad,
De lo que aparenta locura.

lunes, julio 11, 2005

Cronicas de un meditante

Y en una montaña sin nieve, pienso
Porque el cielo se quedo sin estrellas?
Y debajo de las nubes, camino
El suelo que quedo sin color,
Ese mundo que sufrio sin sentido
Cuantas veces mas el universo quedara solo?

Y en la deseperante mañana, lloro
Repito, y releo todo lo escrito esa tarde
Lluvia mediante que no moja, siento
Es el calor de mi mente q evapora la naturaleza
Escapa de mi y es incontrolable.

Todas esas mañanas perdidas y vulneradas
Creo que el viento se amigo con mi alma
Ya se puede ver que los colores son reales
Vivo en mi mundo cerrado de la realidad
Y construyo lo que nadie quiere ver.

Quien no tiene ganas de seguir escuchandome?
A quien se le ocurre dejar de mirarme?
Busquen en el fondo de su mente,
Y me encontraran forjando su futuro
Ese que tanto miedo tienen de ver..

viernes, julio 01, 2005

Not looking straight

And why do I get crazy you say?
But you re not making the right question
Not to the correct man, or even in the right moment
I dont think, you want me to mention

I bit harder, harder than ever,
And the blood was darker than the night
The place I destroyed bit by bit in the house
Afterwards you treated me like a mouse.

You hit me with a gun in my back
Saying I was mad, crazy and unstopable,
Liying again to everyone in the scene,
When everything we konw inside you is black

And you keep on dertroying houses,
Looking for the best way to get your self through
But I tell you this, my dear, youre time si up
And this time goes for real.

-JP

lunes, junio 20, 2005

Who wont?

Try not to fall in love with her,
Which you might find imposible,
And dont run after her,
Because you know you wont catch it,
She loves everything you do, you say
But she doesnt love you, or even love

She is free, shes flying away again
And you cant catch it,
But you stare, and cry at the clouds
And you did, you did fall in love with her
But who wont? who cant fall in love with Penny Lane
-JP

domingo, junio 19, 2005

10 basic rules

Just pretend youre laughing
Keep on looking, eyes open, dont shut them
Big white teeth showing a big white smile
And beneath a courtesy flag, keep on walking

"Hola buen dia, es exelente ese picasso
Es del año 30 verdad?, no gracias sin vino
Me parece barbaro que su empresa este tan alto
Claro que si, cuente conmigo, estare a su lado"

Ok and now you have his trust and friendship
You have the gun, dont forget wheres the trigger
Theres something else to do, and you must
To shake his hand, and hide you are a killer

"No por supuesto que sigue todo en pie
La confianza en otros es la base del exito
Dejeme a mi que yo me encargo de todo,
Duerma seguro en casa hoy, yo tomo el mando"

And that is how my little student,
We get to have all the control,
Is he expecting something from us?
HA?! Do dead people can expect something?

Dont worry, you have just turn yourself into a winner.

-JP

viernes, junio 10, 2005

They, just a colour

Through the colors they walk,
And they wonder if this is new,
"Go on!, no-one told you to stop!"
"Dont you see the colours are brighter?"
And do you think they stopped?
And what that voice that made them keep on going?
That made them run? until dawn
They reach the edge, where those colours......
Those colours almoust talked, almost shout
In the edge, where no-one talks,
And just for a moment, they, where one
One eye, one look, just a silence.

-JP

domingo, junio 05, 2005

And the re-start to everything

So I head upon my grave and try to sleep for a while
And try to forget everything I was,
To hear all the voices at the same time, and shut them up
Looking up and try to see me lost in the mile

I had found everything I was, but not who am I
I found that I was something, that didn´t know him
Realized, proove and cried he didn´t felt a thing
Someone made a terrible mistake

Will he find the answer to the great question?
Or will he see he is what he´s wondering?
Run to the things he knew, everything he mention
Why is it that everything I was or belive is fading?!?!

-JP

lunes, mayo 30, 2005

A conclusion (Final Taurus)

God was laugh
God was pain
God was pleasure
And god was sex
God was music
God was being lucid
God was a book
God was the way she looked

God was the cloud in the sky
God was the answer to all the whys
God was the voice of reason
God was the key out of prison
God was the white light of the moon
God was the reason to wake up soon
God was the sun
God was my son

God was the truth and security
God was the sword against obscurity

And god flew away
In the darkest day
And I was just left to realise
The god I had always idealized
Was everything I have ever seen
Everything I have ever been

domingo, mayo 29, 2005

It´s monday once again

You say you´ll catch me again
That if you go I will run behind you
And if I try to fade you will make me stay
Making me fly low, right behind you

Everything that surrounds you is in tune
Nothing scares you, because no-one hates
And anyone breahtes or even cries cause youre not in the mood
But try to rember, everything you know its just a shade

The world you once knew
Its just a lie that lonely grew
And you dont know that everyone you caught in pain
Has opened its eyes, and see its monday once again

-JP

domingo, mayo 22, 2005

Laughs and No-Compation

Walking by the next door
Shouting out loud at something moving in the wall
Chears to everyone, lets rise our glasses
For another knife has been used.

Can´t anyone see how blue its the moon?
Leave it, while you can and save this room
How can I expect to cry if theres no compation?
Theres nothing more to lay on

And as you felt the same way after
I stand on the top of the mountain
Hoping you hear my laughter
And see me leave by the door I came in.

-JP

miércoles, mayo 18, 2005

Eso que hizo que desaparescas

Que harias si te persiguiera? y no te dejara respirar?
Que es lo que haces para que no te pueda alcanzar?
Que debo hacer para que no te pierdas?
Estiro mi mano y toco la niebla, toco el aire
Yo no te estoy persiguiendo, vos te estas escapando
No es que hablo y no digo nada, vos no me escuchas como deberias

Es que te estoy perdiendo y nose que hacer,
Te veo del otro lado y desespero como nunca,
Yo no soy lo mismo que antes, soy una mitad
Vos tenes eso que no encuentro, eso que me falta
Que no es mi corazon, ni mi alma, ni mi vida
Es mi odio, el que hizo que te vayas,
Y el que hizo que no vuelvas.

viernes, mayo 06, 2005

Extrañas cosas pasan a extraños hombres

Nadie se anima a bajar, esta oscuro
Hace cada vez mas frio y el sol brilla menos
Estoy perdido, solo, aislado, y con mis ojos cerrados
Alguien que grite, alguien q le importe,
Necesito a alguien,
Este lugar no me sienta muy bien,
Y ese extraño hombre no deja de mirarme,
Con esa sonrisa complice en su rostro.

No quiero ser parte de esto,
Y hice nada para merecerlo, ellos lo buscaron
Ellos me buscaron, no hay razon para que me siga mirando
Para que siga riendo, y para que esto se enfire cada vez mas
Porque nadie me aviso? Quien es el responsable?
Quien me hizo caer en esta trampa?