Please keep on singing
Tie me like
Ulysses,
I don’t want
run to death
hearing those
songs!
Bind me Lord!
But you keep on
singing!
The sins are not
yours
for the shores I
crave
or the eyes I seek
or the thrills of
my restless soul!
I beg you to keep on
singing.
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I wish I could
I wish I could hear
the love songs
closed inside the
drawers
of unexpressed,
misunderstood
hearts
I would palpitate
for those caresses
never given,
never had
for those sighs
which shake the
soul
like waves
of restless sea.
I wish I could
cover the earth
with my cloak of
love
to protect fearful
and uncertain
souls.
The Star full of of love
I woke up one morning
and there was a star in the sky
I followed that star
all around the world
I was searching for love
and when I found myself
on the starting place,
after twenty five million miles,
I realized that love was inside of me.
That star was a star full of love.
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Nostalgia Time
If we could go
back in time
Who wouldn’t
tighten to his strong chest
The young mother
of good old days?
And who would not
follow
the unheard
advices
by old good
father?
Ah, if we could go
back
to those pink lips
sighing
Dreams still far
from coming!
But while it is
true that we are traveling
To the homeland we departed from
that day we were
born on earth,
then we better
keep on struggling
that road that
leads to Superior Mount
with prayers and courage!
Another trip for
Mr Shadow
I
It’s very hard to
live my own life
Fighting against
the inhibitions,
the limits, the
taboos of my own time!
It’s really very
hard to cancel my personal history,
chopping off every
bond with my past!
It’s hard to
change the idea
We have of
ourselves,
forgetting what the others
believe to know of us!
And it’s hard
again to change
Our idea of the life,
seeking for trust,
not in the eyes of
the other people,
but in the deep
eye of our being.
II
It’s hard for me
to proceed
Through this path
of loneliness,
hoping to
undertake one day
my trip to Ixtlan,
to bathe me in the
sacred river,
to purify me of
all my sins,
and understand the mysteries of life,
smelling the magic
flower,
to reach the
eternal safety,
the apex of knowledge,
the heaven of the
ever green city
where the seven
gold doors
will finally
open their secrets!
And the soul will
fly for ever
Through the
endless worlds
Of the universe
That’s my song
First time
I dreamed the
Major Thirteen
was just over
sixty
falling down to
sea
With no parachute.
Before splatting the water
I asked the wind
To appease my
drop:
So did the wind.
Then I started
singing.
Say the fishermen
Along the Cornwall
coast
If they hear a
song
At windy full moon
nights.
That’s might be my
song.
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Ain’t
that love?
My
love was desperation
Because
around me
It
was all emptiness,
And
I just needed
A
heart beating for me
To
fill my longing to love!
But
is it love?
If
our fate
has
brought us here together
Oh
Elem
And
I have seen on you
The
end of loneliness
When counting down
the
minutes between us
And
if I pained leaving
rejoiced
coinciding
staring
at any people
Searching
of you
And
if I winced up
At
any resembling shadow
And
you were become a master
of
my any single dream
devoured by anxiety
and
I didn’t feel hunger nor thirst
And
every single thought,
Every
single word,
Every
single thing
Every
single person
were
you
Isn’t
that love?
