Caminos


J.

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…manifestar la primavera.


Porque, si las cosas no van siempre como deberían, es nuestra obligación y nuestra capacidad tratar de traer la primavera.

J.

Days of yore


Day by Day we can’t help growing older
Year by year spring did not help to feel young

J.

Waiting…


Cuantas cosas a medio empezar, a medio terminar, a medio hacer.

Letra.

So long, my love


And the night that you left me
Was the dawn of a warm, wonderful summer day
Promised roses and sunshine
Washing anger and heartaches away
So I opened the door, let the sun – in his grace –
Clear the dust all around
And in shimmery light I could see
All the trash and the waste on the ground
The picture of us
Fell off the wall when you bashed the door
I changed the glass
Hung it up once more
I remember a time
When a kiss could heal the world’s disdain
I’ll miss the bliss we had, I’ll miss the pain
So long, my love
So long, my love
The porcelain vase you broke in a fight
I found every shard and I fixed it quite right
Then I saw the windows
Misty with spite that I threw
All the years, now and then
Over things I don’t even know
And I see I was wrong
And I’m willing to gather those tears
That I cried and I wash the dead panes
Till again they are bright
So you see I am sorry and it wasn’t all right
A last twist with the broom, crossways the room
Then I looked at my work and here’s what I saw
It’s the room that we shared
For so long; all the good, all the bad time’s in here
Though you left with half of it
There is still enough memory to bear
But I burnished and furnished
Mend what was broken, repaired furniture
I arranged everything perfectly
My last gift to the treasure we are
It’s the key with your name
I wear on a string by my heart
When I know it is there
We’re not so far apart
I remember a time
When a kiss could heal the world’s disdain
I’ll miss the bliss we had, I’ll miss the pain
So long, my love It’s the key with your name
I wear on a string by my heart
When I know it is there
We’re not so far apart.
I have to leave, lock the room for it was not meant to be
But I hope one day you’ll visit it with me
So long, my love

J.

Trabajando :-)


No hay mucho que contar: escribir, playa en familia, ayer zoo (bueno, bioparc :-) ). Mucho escribir. Yo pensé que iba a ser una novela, pero ahora resulta que es una trilogía. Así son las cosas :-). Por lo tanto, que nadie se sorprenda si el blog está un poco adormecido. Es por una buena causa :-p.

J.