Cosas de Goces

Once and again to the east of your east
And south of luck
I look for a note that tells
In a bold expression
Like in a pack of cold things

I didn't tell you that I never spoke
And if you hear luckily
That voices lie
Speak it out loud, very clearly
Break silences that have remained
Gagged, throw doubt aside
Roll the dice

Pleasures' things
Tonight beats strong
And I want, we want
To fill those glasses
And see ourselves fall
Dawn in the calm
Dawn

Upside down, from the time
When water was breezes
And nothing returned
With melody, fierce fantasy
I cross those waters without a bridge
Without hurry and luckily

Watching things
Become finite
Burning the ships
Breaking into laughter
Spending on credit
Without measuring consequences

Pleasures' things
I heard you, I dreamed you
In the womb of the storm
We were born again

With melody, fierce fantasy
Vanishing point that I see, a skyscraper
The hard blow that we didn't expect
Yours and mine covering the cold
The tips of ice and this ground creaks

Pleasures' things