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The comets always come back in August

We grow up with the burden from the past on our backs
Everything seemed bad
Where women went on the streets with fear if they wear skirts
Memories that are still dusted with walnut ashes
Everything seemed bad
And to a shitty country the nine o'clock news gave the end
Because the mood had gone out, masking many scars
Blurring the promise that good times will arrive
And although an airplane was synonymous with fire in the sky
I know that to surrender myself to the damnation of the past would be cowardly
 
I'm sure that within the madness there are buried hopes
Even though the night continues to be dark and we still do not see anything
Even though our knees shake, the paths have to be walked through
There's not a single nightmare that's immune to being over
Uh-uh-uh-uh, uh-uh-uh
Uh-uh-uh-uh, uh-uh-uh
 
Because I know
That although traces of the past have a cost
And although there are days that we have sadness on our faces
I know that the comets always come back in August
 
The 'Yes' and 'No' divided the victims into two
I think about it and my voice shatters
The magic realism tempts more than one of us to say 'goodbye', mmm
And although I'm tired of complaining and the government making up everything (Making up everything)
I also have to connect, I'm not the man I always wanted
And it might as well sound fake to me when I'm trying to be positive
Because there are more than six bad reasons to keep being negative
 
I'm sure that within the madness (within the madness) there are buried hopes (buried hopes)
Even though the night continues to be dark and we still do not see anything
Even though our knees shake, the paths have to be walked through
There's not a single nightmare that's immune to being over (No)
Uh-uh-uh-uh, uh-uh-uh
Uh-uh-uh-uh, uh-uh-uh
 
Because I know
That although traces of the past have a cost
And although there are days that we have sadness on our faces
I know that the comets always come back in August
 
[Outro]
Mmm
 


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2024.10.05.

Missing





I'll search for you every day to the source
like a salmon that swims upstream
and, defying the arrows, the bears, and the fishermen
arrives at the season of love.
 

I'll search for you in the eyes of the last friend,
I'll listen to the tolling of an ancient heart.
I'll search on the body of a lonely woman
the last “I love you” lost in her throat.
 

Dear missing love,
where have you gone, where have you ended up?
Dear missing love,
they threw you away like a dress.
 

They no longer want you, they no longer search for you,
you haven’t seen “love”,
I asked an old poet
but they had broken his pencil.
 

I'll search for you among the desks of an old schoolhouse
where in your book I left you a pansy.
I'll search in a song of revolution
another feeling and a song.
 

I'll search for you every day to the source
like a salmon swimming upstream,
a little hero at the risk of dying,
you give life to the sea for love.
 

Dear missing love,
where have you gone, where have you ended up?
Dear missing love,
they threw you away like a dress.
 

And they no longer want you, they no longer search for you,
you haven't seen 'love',
I asked an old poet
but they had broken his pencil.
 

Dear missing love.
 

~~~~~
 

Dear missing love.
 


2024.10.05.

Heavenly serenade





Go
Heavenly serenade
Heavenly like the eyes of a woman
Who resembles so much a Madonna
Go
You who have known everything
Calm the heart that hasn't forgotten
The golden dreams that it hasn't dreamed
It hurts so much
The melancholy
Since my love
Is no longer mine
Go
Heavenly serenade
You who know how much I suffer and how sad I am
Just tell her about the tears it costs us
Heavenly serenade
And nothing more
 

To hear softly again:
“Good evening”
The taste of your kisses
To dream again
To give a little more peace
To this heart
To hear softly again:
“Good evening”
 

It hurts so much
The melancholy
Since my love
Is no longer mine
Go
Heavenly serenade
You who know how much I suffer and how sad I am
Just tell her about the tears it costs us
Heavenly serenade
And nothing more
 


2024.10.05.

Heavenly serenade





Go
Heavenly serenade
Heavenly like the eyes of a woman
Who resembles so much a Madonna
Go
You who have known everything
Calm the heart of one who hasn’t forgotten
The golden dreams that they haven’t dreamed
It kills so much
The melancholy
Since my love
Is no longer mine
Go
Heavenly serenade
You, who know how much I suffer and how sad I am
Just tell her about the tears it costs us
Heavenly serenade and nothing more
 

To hear softly again:
“Good evening”
The taste of her kisses
To dream again
To give a little more light
To this heart
To hear softly again:
“Good evening”
 

You, who know how much I suffer and how sad I am
Just tell her about the tears it costs us
Heavenly serenade and nothing more
 

To hear softly again:
“Good evening”
 


2024.10.05.

Heavenly serenade





Go
Heavenly serenade
Heavenly like the eyes of a woman
Who resembles so much a Madonna
Go
You who have known everything
Calm the heart that hasn’t forgotten
The golden dreams that it hasn’t dreamed
It kills so much
The melancholy
Since my love
Is no longer mine
Go
Heavenly serenade
You, who know how much I suffer and how sad I am
Just tell her the tears it costs us
Heavenly serenade
And nothing more
 

To hear softly again:
“Good evening”
The taste of your kisses
To dream again
To give a little more light
To this heart
To hear softly again:
“Good evening”
 

Go
You who have known everything
Calm the heart that hasn’t forgotten
The golden dreams that it hasn’t dreamed
It kills so much
The melancholy
Since my love
Is no longer mine
Go
Heavenly serenade
You, who know how much I suffer and how sad I am
Just tell her the tears it costs us
Heavenly serenade
And nothing more
 

To hear softly again:
“Good evening”