Another day... one of those in which life never goes by, one of nothing, a lost one. A greyish blue day. Trees don't whisper, wind doesn't go between, there are no birds singing, no spring to smell, no winter to feel, no summer to breathe, just another day of fall. I turn to the sky and find clouds covering the sun, an unpredictible ray of light fell upon a butterfly that was flying cold over a death flower, she was desperate and lost, she was longing on a wish that died before the sunrise, and i was her dream looking at her looking at me searching for a sun that was falling. I left, i went away leaving the flying insect behind, leaving my desire along. I took a train, it went into a tunel, it turned the lights on and i fell sleep, i dreamt about her, swinging her wings to the nothing, to oblivion, to darkness, to deep, cruel, and empty space. I felt cold and woke up when the train reached the ocean. We went underwater, we went underearth, we went under... And i found me, looking at me looking at myself seaching for a way out.
Extrañando 1 She says she's got what I need, the right amount of it all. I say I've got no room for her, she should now be gone. We wonder if it'll ever be, whatever it is we're both looking for. I know, it'll be, it'll apart that's all. 2 En la tarde, con la luz del sol cayendo sobre los lomos de los volúmenes más antiguos, ella recordaba la vez que hablaron bajo el árbol del fin del mundo. Siglos después, te sigue extrañando. 3 Hoy tengo cierta zozobra en la cabeza y la lluvia ha hecho un charco en mi mente. Se me enmoheció la memoria. 4 Quiso decir que no tenía tiempo, dar la media vuelta y marcharse. Sus ojos se lo impidieron como siempre. Extraños Por semanas he cazado a este ser extraño. Me ha eludido entre las aguas los árboles. Le he encontrado agazapado entre la hierba. Me miró a los ojos con rudeza y dijo: ¡despierta! Ahora sé que tendré que volver a buscarlo.
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