El Idioma de Los Dioses
Nach
The Language of the Gods
If I'm alone you welcome me, you're my faithful company
You speak to me sincerely and wait for me when the day begins
My guide, my lighthouse of Alexandria, if you see me lost
I look at you and eliminate the sadness in a sigh
You give meaning to my existence, you, disobedience
You, your mere presence deserves my reverence
You, you gave me a gift, you were my sword
Always locked in your prison if inspiration was lacking
From nothing you embrace me, you don't prohibit or threaten
So romantic and authentic, you never disguise yourself
Like a fairy and a firm executioner shield in battle
You, whom I turn to if others fail
You give me challenges, adventures, and responsibility
You give me success and money, you take away my privacy
You demand creation, you make me tremble, dream, heal me
You choose me to speak if the streets are silent
You undress me tenderly and I feel your touch and your scent
If I see you flying free among the voice of a singer-songwriter
You are Opera and Flamenco, you are all I have and I love you
While you sprout among the notes of a piano
And you disintegrate me painting these dark nights
You make me happy, invade me, evade me, drive away the darkness
And you always resurrect me, never lie to me
You are the vessel where tears are shed
You are Tango and rhythm, you live in C, D, E, F
Unpredictable beat when you dress in Jazz
You come and give me oxygen, my only sedative
If deadly stress tenses my muscles, disciple
Of your immense mastery when I didn't know you
How could I live without perceiving your melody
You were mine and only mine in my hours of misery
You compose the soundtrack of this tragicomedy
You reign among a thousand kings, summit of my valleys
You levitate me and thus prevent so much hatred from pelting me
You, if you are Hip Hop, show denunciation and charisma
But you dress in classical and you remain the same
It's you, my luck, it's you, so strong, it's you, you, so different
You emerge and suddenly life forgets death
Impossible to stop you if you are born from a pentagram
If the drama lies in my bed you open huge windows
Your flame never goes out, light of eternal youth
When you cry strumming a Blues guitar
It's you, the dirty and torn rage of Kurt Cobain
The sincere commitment of Marvin Gaye
The greatness of John Coltrane improvising with the saxophone
The childish look in the eyes of Michael Jackson
And your sound seduced me, your light left me perplexed and I fell
I revived like the Sun in the form of Soul and R&B
I drank from you the elixir and resisted the blows
If I was clumsy, I finally found my north, my support
Between chords of Mark Knopfler, drum rolls of Herbie Hancock
From Vivaldi to Elvis, from Verdi to Chuck Berry
Immortal musical pieces make time stand still
They explode like bombs causing lethal waves
Of hope, of encouragement and life, my great friend
Only you make all the phrases I say effective
My balance, my peace, my druid, in fatigue
Only you make the dreams I pursue come true
And without you there is no destiny, only stone and a thousand paths
Without you, I'm a mime trembling in the dressing room
But you welcome my voices if you see me disoriented
And dance with me a waltz like two lovers
You are the immortal key that opens this mental prison
From Tearz by Wu Tang Clan to Ojalá by Silvio
I envy the power you impose in songs
You awaken my emotions, with creations of Ennio Morricone
Uncontrollable sensations when you are Rock n' Roll
The eroticism of a flat in the voice of Diana Krall
The electric guitar solo that breaks the silence
The harmonica hidden in the hands of Steve Wonder
I saw you where everything ends, inhaling anger with Black Sabbath
Breathing life with the calm that inspires Bob Dylan
Oscillating and possessing James Brown, moving his body
Next to Freddy Mercury, Ray Charles will never have died
And it's true, it doesn't matter if you sound with a harp or an Akai
With the class of Frank Sinatra or Barry White
You are the enigmatic metric that envelops my being and saves it
The language with which the gods speak
You are music