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Thursday, April 30, 2009

(Untitled...)


Everything started upsidedown she wants to be there, somehow she can't. Passion wrapped her in the blood of the same doubt. A doubt no one could say it was or it wasn't. Somehow she found out she loved him a wicked strange love. she felt so fine, she felt so great, she felt so... alive... How long will it last??? How long will she wait for that to come near and whisper her slowly... smoothly... all she wanted to hear...???

He seems to be indifferent, she knows he's not... Smoothly she said she like him... He just said... It was fine... May she have a certainity it's real??? May she ask somehow.. will he forgive her...??? will you scratch her heart?? Is she there for him??? is him there for her??? She don't know how to make everything just ok... what if She sin..?? What would he do??? What if the same shadows of doubt round them and wrap them with it's mercyless nails??? Will you still love her???

She won't find a way out of this... without Him... without her own heart... Will he forgive her??? Will he??? Somehow she found out some kind of feeling she prayed so long to find. She prayed and she found god heard and now He gave her a new challenge but she it's not so sure. It's no his fault, anyone cared about that just them. Will they talk about this??? will they resolve every doubt they have??? She can't pretend everything it's right... They must talk about it... They must... She can't hide that she loves and she loves to feel so alive...

She's so confused someone else is taking her back over and over again... Someone else it's making her feel something very strange... Save me she said... Will he save her???

for her everything it's so confusing... He deserve to be alive just like her. She can't find the way out of this. The question went on. He wants an answer he says she's really awesome, he says she's everything.

What a dilemma... He says she is... She says she's not... He begs for love... She begs for time...


Will time give them the answer???

El anochecer...


Nunca hubieron dos corazones tan abiertos,
siendo almas tan separadas
Que juntos vieron el amanecer
Pero nunca despertaron.

Tomó su mano
Con ella cerró sus ojos
Y tocó sus labios rojos.

La distancia poco a poco mataba
al amor que les embelesaba
Sabían que ya debían perecer
Con los sueños que el reloj les robaba.

Miles de ocasos extintos
Con cada latir distinto
Que con aquellos ojos guardas
Aquellos ojos míos, que pronto me fueron quitados.

Así fué...


Le tuvo en sus manos
Tan solemne, tan serena
tan profundamente plena,
Tan brillante,
Tan serena
Tan entorpecidamente
Como su muñeca,
Tanto le agradaban sus brazos
Sus besos y sus pensamientos vanos,
Su corazón y su latir como venenos
Y sus sentimientos "sanos"
Tan torpe esa muñeca
Que se deja y se enferma,
Y aún así la torpe se envenena
Con la tinta de ti,
Con la tinta de sí,
Cuan vacía y cuan llena
Es tan sólo una muñeca.

En este eterno anochecer
Quisiera ver tus ojos amanecer
Como dos soles ardientes,
Como dos estrellas relucientes.

Si te has de ir,
Sólo enséñame a sin tí poder vivir
Sólo dame aire para poder respirar
Y fuerzas para andar
Y cada mañana mi cuerpo poder levantar.

Aún así, sin tí he de morir
Tan sólo despídete antes de partir
hacia a donde te ha de llevar
El destino al caminar.

Muñeca Fea...


Erase una vez
En un cuento al revés
Dónde yo te amaba
Y ella sólo te usaba.

Tu la besabas,
Y tus besos
En otros mozos ella dejaba.

Y cuando sus ojos te ignoraban
Por otro cualquiera que sea,
Tus manos se abrazaban
a mí... Tu muñeca fea...

Silly Notes...


The sum of all my tears
Screaming while God hears
I hold on my fears
And now I'm consumed by the years

Now you scream, and why??

Now I lay here alone
Starring at the phone
where missed calls bring me back to life

Why can't I close my tired eyes??

you gave me wings
even having them
I couldn't fly

What are angles that can't fly??

Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Arena Azul


Me pregunto si te has preguntado
Cuanto te he extrañado.
Me pregunto si has sentido
Cuanto yo he llorado.
Me pregunto si me has extrañado
Cuando de la nada yo he desaparecido.
Y toda esta tarde me he preguntado
si de la nada ya me habrás olvidado
Por que sé que mi recuerdo
de arena azul lo haz llenado.

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

A Hades Game...

Under the pouring rain, someone dies, there she was, dying... Poor girl, she was just a corpse under the pouring rain but they never knew that she died for a broken heart, a doctor was there watching the death consume her and he couldn't do anything, he couldn't breathe for her, he couldn't be her heart.... Suddenly, her heart stopped... It was over... No!! there's a light..!! Save me!! Save me!!! Hear my cry!! Don't bury me..!! Please.. Don't burry me!! The only thing that he heard was that, her voice, her crawling on hell, he wished that his hope could save her.

As long as he heard it, he grabbed her in his arms, he took her away, where no one can harm her again, he drove as fast as he could but the corpse still not move, he was becoming insane, he was trying to play with death, he didn't even cared about his own life, he made a promise, an oath that day. He was starring at her, she started speaking, he was totally amazed...

-"What would you do if I die??"
-Why do you say that?? You're not going to die...
-I wouldn't be so sure...
-What do you mean??
-I have a non courable desease...
-Then, I'll go for you, even if it means dying... I'll go for you...
-Promise me just you'll never leave me...
-Not even on death...

What a surprise, a stranger was talking to a corpse, but what joined them?? What was the joint between them?? Was it spiritual?? Was it physical?? But why was the corspe alive, why did he wanted to save her?? Those answers were not clear yet, but the only thing that he wanted was to hold her and save her, see her smile again, they just met recently. He knew nothing about that lady under the rain, why was she lying there while she was the other day in the hospital?? Why was she now in his car with multiple wounds on her aching body?? Why was she dead again?? He suddenly remembered the way his mother died. He was scared, he was afraid, but why if she was not so close?? Why this pain was unbearable?? Does she feels the same?? Was she fighting too??

As he remembered it, something happened... She was reacting, he grabbed her and held her tight, near his chest, he was trying to know if she was beating, yes she was...!! She was!! He held her nearer and nearer when suddenly, it stopped again, but she was moving, she held his hand, she smelled like death, her wounds still open, but she was moving, was it her hope?? was she brave nough to fight death?? Or was she just another victim of the games of Hades?? The only thing that was certain was that he had to realize that this situation was out of control. She was kissing him.

Monday, April 27, 2009

From Him... To Her...

Never speak too much in vain
That makes the clock waste away,
That makes the seconds grow old

Kiss her, never let her go...
Live for her, never let her fall

Never look back more than twice
that makes life more difficult,
that makes you want to regret

Look for her, make the distance fade away
Seek for her, make the miles die today

Don't fall asleep tonight,
Tonight she cares for your dreams
Tonight she will be the dream

Dream of her, catch her while she's there
Watch her, make her be more than a scene

Leave her speechless
Leave her breathless

Estaciones...

Los besos de antaño
aquellos que cambian cada año
Los besos otoñales
los que me das semanales
Los besos primaverales
los que me pides que te regale
Los besos de invierno
que con el tiempo se pudren en el averno
Los besos de verano
que no son en vano...

Cada estación pide un beso,
Cada mes tus cariños
Cada semana tus palabras
Cada dia tu voz
Cada hora un abrazo
Cada minuto una caricia
Cada segundo una mirada
y toda una vida llena de ti...

Tu...

Cuando todo se desvanece
Tu sigues allí
Quizá todo parece nada,
Pero tú sigues allí.
Cuando la frialdad me come viva,
Cuando todo aparenta muerte
tu sigues allí,
Tu me salvas a mí
Con cada palabra que toca mi alma
Con cada uno de tus abrazos
Con cada uno de esos besos
Cada uno de esos momentos
Que deseo no olvidar de tí.