Mi Dulce Derrota
Brock Ansiolitiko
My Sweet Defeat
She created storms in the wake of my mouth
She was the sweet defeat in this crazy head
I gave her fixed for her broken smile
She danced her tango in my heart of rock
She plucked my verse, violated my sadness
Reflected, with her eyes, the beats of the moon
I gave her nights and turquoise-colored kisses
Lost in the lagoon that led to her waist
She played the secret notes of the firmament
Singing to the stars that forbidden melody
She lay on my body to tell me that tale
Of the rhyme child, with the suicidal gaze
Hanging from her hands, I swear it was my rosary
That being with her, the calendar didn't matter
That joy forms where her lips begin
That she engraved her name in the center of my heart
She drew heartbreak with matches in a glass
Tell me how to find the flame with water steps away
Do I burn in your arms for dreaming defeated
Or do I embrace the sunset and embrace sleep?
She walked in a dawn, leaving behind her aura
Sad spore of colorless flora longing for its fauna
You soon broke my verb, leaving me a sad memory
The sky dresses in crows that yearn for your cage
I only see the truth if her eyes provoke it
I only breathe reality when her nose notes it
I only feel it's touching when her hands touch me
I only hear freedom when it comes out of her mouth
In the cry of the eternal, I left a verse in her legacy
Shivering in the winter of a frozen beat
In the core of hell, there's a temple in her sin
And at the door, I'm reading: Love me without being loved
I only had a muse, she only had a poet
Now I don't know where she's gone, but she's still in my notebook
Neruda will always remain and a cigarette among comets
Her naked figure in my secret words
If my nostalgia dies but her memory remains
I'll know that hope isn't the last thing I lose
I know now that the omelette only turns among my fears
Because I no longer have clear the yolks of her fingers
She didn't understand flowers, didn't know about love
She mixed my colors in the sheet of an I love you
I gave her mistakes, told her my pains
We were two stars lost in the sky
In the end, I discovered a tale where swords don't pierce
Nor are toads handsome if you kiss them
The dragon went vegan, no longer eats princesses
Because it knows it's not healthy to swallow false promises