#ThrowbackSeptember: Never-ending Story

A little story I'm gonna tell,
An ancient story, of a lost age;
When dragons ruled the skies and the seas,
And kingdoms were at their peaks...

A brave warrior once claimed:

I'm the master, of the dragons in earth.

And so, many knights followed him,
To live on a kingdom with dragons in it...

But the offense it represented for the Flying Lords,
Was too great to be ignored.
The warrior and his knights were attacked,
On their way to their dreamed land.

But the warrior demonstrated who he was,
An old dragon in a man's shape;
He commanded the dragons should protect,
Their new kingdom for the rest of the life...

The dragons are now gone,
But they're to return;
And a new Master of Dragons will then rise,
To guide this never-ending story on it's way...

#ThrowbackSeptember: Morning Dew

I never know when you came,
I just know you're here.

As I long for you,
Nothing can stop me from waking before the sun.

You are that fresh breeze I love so much,
And I only want to stay by your side.

Although you never want to depart,
The first sunlight ray always takes you away.

'Cause you are my morning dew,
My dear morning dew... 

#ThrowbackSeptember: The Unforgiving

Lost in the darkness,
Screaming her name;
She now goes away,
Passing right through me...

She's unforgiving,
And she holds guard tonight;
So life will take its course,
Our large track is not over yet...

They don't understand,
They want to give up;
She scares them away,
And says: "I'm tired of this game"

What have you done?
Is this what you want?
You will never change,
I just need to cut the strings away...

You can't walk away from who you are,
Even though there are monsters all around;
Moonlight, you keep me safe at night,
I know I've been living a lie...

Under the midnight star,
I don't know where I'm going;
My darkest emotions I had forgotten,
Are they still alive?

As they appear this night,
Now I realise:
In the end,
I've failed,
But I won't walk away...

#ThrowbackSeptember: Letter into Tears

You told me not to miss you,
I told you "there's no chance".

You said my words were very valuable,
I answered "I'll write letters 'till you're back".

You were taken from me,
Now I'm chained to this suffering.

I dream of you, being back here,
So I awake to this nightmare's performing.

My only chance to survive,
Was to write every day...

But now I found out,
That I've drown this letter into tears

#ThrowbackSeptember: Garden

In my garden I was,
In my garden I sat,
And you beside me,
Appeared in an eye's blink...

For hours we talked,
For hours we hugged,
A kiss you gave me,
And your smile I could see...

No night was too cold,
When you were so close;
There were no lonely days,
Whenever you came...

Why haven't you appeared these last days?
What have I done, to vanish you away?

My happiness fades,
The sadness came;
Won't you ever appear again?

At home I'm now,
And there you are;
Sitting on the garden,
You smile to me, darling...

#ThrowbackSeptember: Silent Tears

Why can't life be more like death,
Or death more like life...

It's all around,
The feel of you never goes out;
And I can't sleep,
Because your memory is here.

The wind whispers your name,
The water reflects your face;
Fire'll never warm me up as you did,
Earth will keep you deep within...

And how I miss you,
And how I cry for you;
This silent tears show up,
Those silent tears fall down...

But all my memories keep you here,
You'll never die forever,
You'll never abandon me.

How can I go on?
Why have you gone?
How much pain to bear?
Where you've taken my faith?

Being all to me for so much time,
All my life you've taken now;
This silent tears are just,
The last thing my heart has...

For you: warm tears,
For you: silent tears...

#ThrowbackSeptember: "Canto mágico": Franqueza

Es cierto lo que dicen,
Eres "alguien de palabra"?

Cumples con tu deber,
Siempre fiel a tu amo y rey?

Puedes a tu mente ignorar,
Sin a tu Maestro traicionar?

Ahora estas aquí,
Este no es el fin...

Dime la verdad,
No me quieras mentir;

La verdad te sacaré,
Juro que lo haré;

¿Para tu verdad revelar,
Estás listo ya?

Tu lengua se trabará,
Si la verdad tratas de ocultar.

Pues la honestidad que exijo,
De tu garganta se adueñará.

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Sería una clase de hechizo cantado que pretendo poner en mi novela Perfect Enemy, precisamente para obligar a alguien a decir la verdad...

#ThrowbackSeptember: Party

Partly because of your good heart,
Also because you're always so kind;
Rarely we have an argue somehow.
Trying to keep me alive,
You can never be too far...

Party for us, when together we are...
Party in my mind, 'cause there you are...

Phrases you whisper in my ear,
All so nice and lovely, my dear;
Running my heart beats for you here,
Tame it, you own me, everything 'til my tears,
You and I, forever, it's real...

Party is the imagined date;
Party for us, more real than ever,
Party between us, ours is this day;
Party for the time we spent together...

#ThrowbackSeptember: Far...

Don't you see?
Far across the sea...
Far across the stars...
In the land...

There's a place where life may resurect,
Where all the heal is worth, a thousand times...

Far, over the sky...

Nothing else matters,
Just health and life;
Nothing will take it,
Away from you...

Far, Far, Far

Far over your life,
Your soul will go by...

#ThrowbackSeptember: Enemigo Perfecto

Enemigo Perfecto, porque lo conozco;
Enemigo Perfecto, porque me conoce...

Enemigo Perfecto, porque tiene mis habilidades;
Enemigo Perfecto, porque tiene mis debilidades...

Enemigo Perfecto, porque sabe cómo pienso;
Enemigo Perfecto, porque sé cómo piensa...

Enemigo Perfecto, porque no puedo vencerlo;
Enemigo Perfecto, porque no puede vencerme...

Enemigo Perfecto, porque lo odio;
Enemigo Perfecto, porque me odia...

Enemigo Perfecto, porque sabe amarme;
Enemigo Perfecto, porque sé amarlo...

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Basado en una novela que escribo (no para wattpad) que se llama Perfect Enemy, aunque solo el título es en inglés porque me gusta más como suena en ese idioma...

#ThrowbackSeptember: Missing You

Another night goes by,
And all I want is to see your eyes;
I hear the rain as it falls,
And I swear it's like your voice...

Dreams are dreams, you say,
And I hate when you're not in them;
As your gentle touch I miss so much,
Can't you, at least, give me a smile?

If I close my eyes,
But there I don't find you,
The pillow I hug,
Trying to bear the saddnes of missing you.

I don't like it when you go for some time,
And if you could stay, I would be so glad;
'Cause I love you so much,
That my soul hurts if your sweet fragance I don't found.

Seeing you,
Smelling you,
Touching you,
Tasting those lips of yours,
And hearing that charming voice of yours;

How could my life be complete without you?

#ThrowbackSeptember: The Time...

I'm angry with time,

As it passes unstoppable. 

I'm angry with time,

As it runs so fast.

I'm angry with time, 

As it takes our grandparents away.

I'm angry with time,

As it takes our parents away. 

I'm angry with time,

As it takes our loved ones away.

I'm angry with time,

As it takes youth away.

I'm angry with time...

But I can't do anything for it...

#ThrowbackSeptember: Historia del amor imposible

Había una vez...
Dos fuerzas tan opuestas que no podían estar,
Juntas en el mismo lugar,
Sin algún problema causar.

Pero como deseaban juntos estar,
Y la distancia no podían soportar,
Un día se decidieron encontrar,
Y en el mundo soltaron una calamidad...

Para el mundo salvar,
Y el equilibrio restaurar,
La vida de ella debía terminar...

Y fue tanta la soledad,
Y el dolor que le trajo su profundo amar,
Que él la vida se tuvo que quitar,
Para con ella pasar la eternidad...

#ThrowbackSeptember: Canvas

In this white canvas I have,
All the colors you are;
In this painting I've done,
All the feelings from you come.

Through this white canvas,
I can see you never fall down;
Through your painted canvas,
The love you give me I see now.

Every move of my brush,
Every color I have,
When in my mind you are,
Has a delighting special touch.

In this canvas we are,
In this canvas we met;
And until you go away,
I know that so happy we are...

#ThrowbackSeptember: We're Free

Once and for all,

And all for once,

We're free to live the rest of our lives...

We find our place, 

Now we can rest,

This is the time,

We've be waiting for...

Cry if you want,

Laugh if you like;

No one can stop you now...

We're gonna sing,

We're gonna dance;

Our time is now,

Now we found out...

Come, come join us;

Feel free to do what you want.

No forbbidance nor punishment,

For any of us;

At least we are completely free...

#ThrowbackSeptember: Viejas heridas

Aquellas Viejas heridas,
Que me abriste hoy;
Aquellas Viejas heridas,
Que me causan tanto dolor...

Viejas heridas son,
Y como tales, sanar jamás podrás;
Viejas heridas son,
Olvidarlas tampoco servirá...

Nuevas heridas sobre viejas heridas,
¿Quién diría que se podrían soportar?
Nuevas heridas sobre viejas heridas,
¿Algo las podrá ablandar?

#ThrowbackSeptember: Wish

Wishing you were real,
Wishing you were here;
But just a shadow you are,
Just a shadow took my heart...

All I wish,
That you were here,
That you were real,
Is all I wish...

Wish, just wish my dear;
As I hope they become real...

Wish, keep wishing my dear;
I still hope to be real.

Wishing I could love you,
Wishing I could see you;
Wishing that my mind's strong enough to keep you...

In your dreams we see,

And I kiss you on your lips;
Keep dreaming, my love,
Keep wishing my dear...

#ThrowbackSeptember: Will Things Be Different

The descendents of the night,

Were unleashed, again;

They're crying for blood,

And pain for their captors...

Will they be heard?

Will their justice be held?

The captors had explained,

Explained their version of the truth;

The uncertain of the situation,

The war has begun.

Who will survive,

To the cruelty of this night?

The last man on foot,

A shiny tear rolls down,

He raises his sword up;

Victory's for no one, 

Lost's for every one.

How many hearts where broken?

How many died between tears?

How many left on peace?

Descendants of the night,

Are now free, for good;

No boundaries to stop them,

No captors to keep them.

Will things be different?

#ThrowbackSeptember: Te mo

Temo a la vida,
Temo a sus obstáculos,
Temo a sus alegrías y tristezas.

Temo a la muerte,
Temo al duelo que conlleva,
Temo a consuelo que podría no tener.

Temo a hablar,
Temo al filo que las palabras pueden tener,
Temo al dolor que pueden causar.

Temo a muchas cosas...
Pero sobre todo temo decir teamo...

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Pst! Se nota que me inspiré en El secreto de sus ojos??

#ThrowbackSeptember: No Conditions

No conditions to know your name,
No conditions for you to know mine;
No conditions to ask your age,
No conditions for you to ask mine.

No conditions to be your friend,
No conditions for us to talk,
No conditions to be with you,
No conditions for liking you.

No conditions to know your truth,
No conditions for telling you mine;
No conditions for loving you,
No conditions for kissing you.

A shadow you might be,
So shadows your conditions are;
If conditions surround you,
Then I'll accept them, no doubt.

No conditions to love you, no conditions for kissing you, and if I ever had to, there won't be any conditions for dying for you...

#ThrowbackSeptember: Before Telling a Woman She's Shy, Think about It Twice

Before you tell a woman she is shy,
You'd better think about it twice.

It doesn't matter if you think she is shy,
She is not like that.
She is only like water,
She comes and goes;
She only emittes a little sound, a very little one, but it is still a sound.

There are many, many ways of expressing;
So, a woman is never shy;
She only expresses in her own way.

And you must find it...

#ThrowbackSeptember: Dos veces

Dos veces te vi,
Dos veces te conocí.

Dos veces te seduje,
Dos veces tus ojos ví.

Dos veces de tí me enamoré,
Dos veces de tí me alejé.

Pero que dos veces me rechaces no soportaré,
Pues dos veces mi corazón no se puede romper.

#ThrowbackSeptember: Winter

Winter's coming now,
My heart's slowly freezing;
It can't hold the feelings any more,
They're unbearable for me...

What I feel for you,
So strong and so true;
Impossible to keep,
I need you right here...

Where are you now?
Why can't you come?
Don't you like me?
Don't you love me?

If you do...
Tell me so...

If you do...
How could I know?

My frozen heart,
This winter so hard...
You're my shelter,
You warm me up...

You'll keep me this winter,
In your embrace I'm safe...

In my dreams you are,
Imagined you are;
But in my heart,
So real you are...

#ThrowbackSeptember: La brisa

La brisa, la que sopla en la mañana

Cuando los primeros rayos del sol acarician mi rostro,

La brisa juega con mis cabellos.

Luego, sigue su camino, y retoza con las hojas que del árbol han caído,

Las eleva, las gira y las vuelve a dejar en el suelo.

La brisa, aquella pequeña traviesa amiga,

Que me trae el canto de los pájaros,

Y los aromas de las flores.

Seguirás estando cuando yo me vaya?

#ThrowbackSeptember: For My Deceased Little Pet

I'm petrified;
Crying for you,
How will I go on,
If you left this world?
How will I carry myself on,
Without your pleasant company here.

Don't left me,
Please no.
Return to me,
Stay with me,
Do never left me again.
I promise to take care of you,
I promise to keep you safe.

I'm like a statue,
I'm empty,
I have no soul,
I have no life if you're not here.
I'm a heartless rock,
I'm less than wood,
'Cause I won't even have color in my own.
You're all for me,
You're all to me,
You're my life, my feelings and my spirit too.
Do never go.

Do never go...

#ThrowbackSeptember: Semillas

Increíble resulta ser,
Que algo tan pequeño llegue a crecer,
Lo suficiente como para ser,
Los más alto que el mundo ha de ver.

Un pequeña semilla se convertirá,
En algo tan grande con un jacarandá;
Hasta un fuerte roble puede salir,
De algo tan insignificante y pequeñín.

Semillas hay en todos nosotros,
Con el cuidado adecuado crecer podrán,
Darán los mejores frutos de la cosecha,
Y nos fortalecerán.

Cuando siembres una semilla,
Recuerda protegerla noche y día,
Ella habrá de convertirse en el fruto,
Que durante el año llegaste a cuidar.

Hacemos nuestra suerte,
Hacemos nuestro camino;
Y los logros obtenidos,
Serán los que hayamos cultivado en un principio...

Protege las semillas de lo que desees,
Y no permitas que nadie jamás te lo robe;
Tus sueños y deseos te pertencen,
Y los podrás realizar aunque cueste...

#ThrowbackSeptember: White Roses

It's morning again,
And I'm trapped in your embrace.
As long as in this dream I stay,
Your warm body will keep me safe.

But I have to wake,
And so I lose you again.
I miss you all day,
And I wait for you 'til the moment I go to bed.

But this morning roses there were,
In my living room, I found them;
White roses your present were,
White roses, you know how much I love them.

In water now they lay,
So beautyful I keep them.
And when I can't find you anywhere,
A soft kiss I give to one of them.

#ThrowbackSeptember: Bad Monsters and Nice Spirits

Monsters in my room,

Ever on my childhood...

Monsters in my head,

Every time I'm drawing...

Monsters in the street,

Every day I see them...

Monsters in the woods,

Yes, they're hunting poor animals...

Monsters in control,

They're the puppet masters of our lives...

Let's become monsters too,

Monsters aren't supposed to attack other mosters...

Let's break through into the enemy, as if we were them;

Then we'll return to our original state...

Let's be bad monsters on the outside,

And nice spirits in the inside...

#ThrowbackSeptember: monstruos malvados y espíritus gentiles

Monstruos en mi cuarto,
Alguna vez en mi niñez...

Monstruos en my cabeza,
Siempre que estoy dibujando...

Monstruos en la calle,
Los veo cada día...

Monstruos en los bosques,
Si, están cazando a los pobres animales...

Monstruos al control,
Ellos son los titiriteros de nuestras vidas...

Seamos mosntruos también,
No se supone que los monstruos ataquen a otros monstruos...

Infiltrémonos entre el enemigo, como si fueramos uno de ellos,
Luego volveremos a nuestro estado original...

Seamos monstruos malvados en el exterior,
Y espíritus gentiles en el interior...

#ThrowbackSeptember: And Here Comes a New Year...

And here comes a new year:

I can't believe how time goes by,
I can't believe how hours go by,
And I can't even believe how life goes by.

Time is a strange concept, and a bothering
one, also,
Apart from being uncontrollable and
misterious.
And, if it wasn't enough, Time controls us
all...

Time runs as a horse,
Time flies as a dragon...

And here comes a new year...

#ThrowbackSeptember: Y aquí viene el año nuevo...

Y aquí viene el año nuevo:

No puedo creer cómo pasa el tiempo,
No puedo creer cómo pasan las horas,
Y tampoco puedo creer cómo se va la vida.

El tiempo es un concepto extraño y
molesto también,
Además de incontrolable y misterioso.
Y por si fuera poco, nos rige a todos...

El tiempo corre como un caballo,
El tiempo vuela como un dragón..

Y aquí viene el año nuevo...

#TrowbackSeptember: The Lady of The Lake

The lady of the lake comes again,
With her oceanic color wrought dress,
And her precious white hair,
She quickly runs.

Watch her eyes,
The moon in a deep sea;
Take her hand,
She will softly guide you...

... You'll swim in the waters of her lakes...
... You'll feel the nightly breeze within your hair...
... You'll submerge into the energy of the
night stars...

When sunrise is dawning,
When the sky is clarifying;
The lake you'll leave behind,
'Cause she will depart.

Her dress is dried,
Her hair is tied,
on her way she's at once,
The lady of the lake leaves now.

#ThrowbackSeptember: La Dama del Lago

La dama del lago llega otra vez,
Con su vestido labrado color océano,
Y su precioso cabello blanco,
Corre con rapidez.

Observa sus ojos,
La luna en un mar profundo;
Toma su mano,
Con suavidad te guiara...

... Nadarás en las aguas de sus lagos...
... Sentirás la brisa nocturna entre tu pelo...
... Te sumergirás en la energia de las
estrellas de la noche...

Cuando el alba esté despuntando,
Cuando el cielo se esté aclarando;
El lago abandonarás,
Pues ella se irá.

Su vestido se ha secado,
Su cabello ha atado,
En marcha ahora está,
La dama del lago ya se va.

#ThrowbackSeptember: I would give everything and more...

I would give everything and more for:

Greeting him at night, lying beside him,
embracing him and being embraced by
him, feeling his warm body next to mine,
feeling his breathing and knowing that
we both breath the same air, that we both
sleep under the same star, that the same
sun will wake us up, that we'll feel the
same breeze coming through the window,
that the same sheet covers us, that I'm the
last thing he sees before sleeping and the
first one he sees when he wakes, that I
accompany him to that oniric world, and
that his heart beats beside mine...
Mine for him, and his for me...

#ThrowbackSeptember: Daría todo y mucho más...

Daría todo y mucho más por:

Saludarlo en la noche, acostarme a su
lado, abrazarlo y que él me abrace,
sentir el calor de su cuerpo junto al mío
sentir su
respiración y saber que ambos
respiramos el mismo aire, que ambos
dormimos bajo la misma estrella, que el
mismo sol nos despertará en la mañana,
que sentiremos la misma brisa entrar
por la ventana, que la misma sábana nos
cubre, que soy lo último que ve antes de
dormir y lo primero que ve al despertar
que lo acompaño a ese mundo onírico, y
que su corazón late junto al mio...
El mío por él, y el suyo por mí...