A keresés eredménye

The Woman I Ripped

Warm water in the bathtub
In my body
My clothes on the floor
The scene of a crime
What was going to happen
 
My secret
My wet hands
Holding the magazines
Where were the women
Who aren't real
But that belonged to me
More than any other one
 
The magazines in pieces
Of the womans i ripped
I'm going to say goodbye
The womans in pieces
Of the magazines i ripped
I'm going to say goodbye
 
Helen
Which i had not seen for so long
His long and shapened nails, alive
Naked in the photo
In the shoulders, a veil
His whole body was lovely
 
Nina
Beauty crippled
Mutilated girl, whom i loved so much
I dressed like a priest
Our sin
The church and the altar
Are the dreams of a young atheist
 
Little Girl
My favorite
Nothing more than a name
And one crime, the knive in San Diego
Where she went to join with the others
Who vanished with the water
Towards the sewer and after to the sea
The magazines in pieces...
 

Strange¹

What i feel about the men is strange
Is strange how cold
Is strange how i lose the faith
Is strange how is strange
To ask a name
 
What i feel about us is strange
Is strange how sad
Is strange how to look behind
Is strange how is strange
To forget a name
 
I've loved and i guess, sometimes
She loved me too
But the delight is so short
I've loved and i guess, sometimes
She loved me too
But the forgetting is so long
 
What i think about all is strange
Is strange how simple
Is strange how this song
Is strange how is strange
To whisper a name
 

Camila, Camila

After the last party night
Crying and waiting until dawn, dawn
The things happen with some reason
With some reason
 
After the last rainy night
Crying and waiting until dawn, dawn
Sometimes i ask him to leave
To leave
 
Camila
Camila, Camila
 
And i'm, who are afraid even of your hands
But the hate dazzle and you don't realize
But the hate dazzle
 
And i'm, who are afraid even of your glance
But the hate dazzle and you don't realize
But the hate dazzle
 
The memory of the silence
Of those afternoons, of those afternoons
The shame of the mirror
In those injuries, In those injuries
 
There was something insane
In those eyes, insane eyes
The eyes who spend the day
To watch me, to watch me
 
Camila
Camila, Camila
 
And i, who only was 17 years old
Lowered my head for everything
That's how the things happened
That's how i watched it happen