Blossom

No words should overcome love

No shame would overcome joy

We don't dwell in her shadows.

Loves don't blossom in the dark.

The depths of this earth crack

And the sea life in it are charged

With that breath more ancient than us

Running from lake, dancing to the ocean

The vastness, the grey, then summer and green.

And in the horizon: ranges of mountains

bordering our land, witnessing this romance.

The ways and these carriages not rapid enough.

Cause I have come long ways, long time

To meet the boy in front of the altar

Past cemeteries and the guards of the white dream

But all is worth it: in you I found completeness.

The Refuge

It was a cold morning of December

With a white horizon

Everything that could be touched

Had been touched by lady winter

Pieces of ice were scattered on every surface

The sky was grey and mountains were hidden

And I wish I knew that which I do not know

It was a grim landscape

No hope to be found but within

We collected branches from nature

And all that could be burnt became fire

The heat fuelled buried passions 

And dreams were heeded, far and beyond

Our bodies were one and I became yours

Foreign forests we treaded

To pay a visit to the fox

And in all tongues I declared my love

When i gave you the token of my promise

For I see only with the light of your eyes

Through valleys and mighty lakes

You are my refuge and your chanting sets me free

C&A

De sal y barro

De noche nací
Del choque de una estatua de sal
Y otra de barro.

En el húmedo invierno germiné.
Y al llegar la mañana
Mi madre, de su vientre me expulsó,
Al suelo caí. Frágil, desnudo.

De los escombros surgí
Como tulipán en primavera.
Un sinnúmero de estaciones vi pasar,
Tuve frío y hambre
Y hasta la misma soledad me abandonó.

Así comprendí que era amo de mi mismo.

Al regreso de la primavera celebré mi natalicio
Y en el verano de mi vida fui feliz.
En el otoño salí a tu búsqueda y al no encontrarte

Por los rincones vacíos de este mundo, lloré.

Así me sorprendió el invierno
Pero esta vez era yo,

ya, de carne y hueso.

Phoenix

That night I saw the best of you, Adam of men,
And the worst of me, jealous Jacob.
I sent you into the desert, naked and thirsty.
To your death sentence, to a life without love.

You, lovingly, looked into my eyes, dark of anger,
And smiled with yours, tearfully, tenderly.
I, taken by shame and pride, couldn’t look at you,
Couldn’t keep you by my side. I, prisoner of myself.

Your love gave birth to my freedom, it gave me wings.
You knew no other feeling. First, last and only man.
Obscured by guilt and regret; I have erred since.
But the night ends every morning, so does my blindness.

The spell dies at dawn and so do I. Willingly, eagerly.
Because Death kissed me and I kissed her back.
With I, your heart stopped, yet you still mourned me.
For true love dies not, these verses will keep me alive.

the loss of innocence

My shadow is almost gone
And I’m only nine years old.
I’m going to ride my bicycle
No matter what you say.
Hit me, divorce me, forget me
But I will not get off this race.

Bring 12 horses, they won’t stop me.
You may yell, shout or cry,
I will not follow the herd.
I will conquer every step
And count to seven, just turn away.
Repent, say your prayers, then kneel.

The leaves fell and snow covered it all
But I did not fear, it was summer in my heart.
Now, I shall hide behind the bushes
By the shore where the waves will break me.
The ocean will be my sanctuary,
For a martyr I have become. Against my will.

bleu

Je suis une poupée habillée en bleu,
Bleu est ma couleur aujourd’hui.
Hier, j’ai vu neiger pour la première fois,
Quand j’ai ouvert ma porte à l’étranger.

Le panthéon des dieux est ravagé.
Ses ruines sont couvertes d’oublie et de poussière,
Un peu comme mon cœur froid,
Qui n’entend plus ton rire à l’horizon.

Tout est bleu dans cette maison vide
que je ne peux plus garder, manque d’amour.
Ton absence remplie coins et recoins,
Et le silence de ta voix fait écho au plafond.

Ma fleur sèche, mes fruits pourrissent.
Je m’évade en regardant mon reflet
Sur la glace qui orne les fenêtres,
Tout est bleu. Mes joues, me lèvres, tes yeux.

À mon Apollon au nez cassé

Tu arrives le soir tout sourire,
le soleil sur tes épaules.
Tes vêtements bleus obligent le ciel à t’obéir.
Le prophète a prédit l’orage,
toutefois, la pluie n’écoute que toi.
Tu chantes adieu aux ténèbres et
les étoiles chassent les nuages.
J’habite Crète mais je ne suis plus prince.
Je suis soldat, je suis ton serviteur.
Dans des coupes de cristal, je t’offre
le fruit de mes longues journées,
sans aucun effort, tout naturellement.
Mais où allons-nous, où est ton bateau?
Tu veux une odyssée, aller jusqu’à la lune.
Quand tu ne pourras guère nager,
je dirai une prière pour toi,
je te baignerai dans l’huile et le parfum,
je préparerai ton corps au sacrifice,
je te prendrai dans mes bras
et comme offrande je t’amènerai là-haut au paradis.
Ouvre tes ailes, Pégase, ouvre tes ailes.
Ne sois pas jaloux de moi, car il ne m’aime pas.