Tag: power

• Para siempre

  me voy a casa Después de esas noches de verano Con el más simple de los deseos Descansar en una habitación tranquila Para dormir y soñar Del verano que vive para siempre en mi mente Verano de lluvia De paseos en moto De bailar y sudar Y estrellas Y chicos nerviosos que quieren jugar a…

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  November 22, 2022

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• More

  You can’t go backwards in love You can’t love people less Even though sometimes the distance changes But I find that Your love can’t grow either You can’t get more love than before Love is always the same level But it can get more accurate And I wonder if that is where the intensity happens

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  November 22, 2022

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• Poesía

  Quería ser rico Cuando era más joven Pero los millonarios no tienen poesía como esta Esto no es ficción Esto no es una mentira Las palabras vienen de la vida que pasa a través de mí En el lugar correcto, el momento adecuado Para que la persona adecuada escuche

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  November 21, 2022

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• La tormenta

  Escucha al meteorólogo Llegó como una tormenta La locura ansiosa de la obsesión Tirando unos de otros, a través de la tensión de los opuestos Oscilando entre el equilibrio y los extremos, lo correcto y lo incorrecto, el sentido y el sinsentido Hacia el ojo del huracán El corazón de la vida

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  November 21, 2022

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• Storm

  Listen to the weatherman It came like a storm The anxious madness of obsession Pulling each other, through the tension of opposites Swinging between balance and extremes, right and wrong, sense and nonsense Towards the eye of the hurricane The heart of life

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  November 21, 2022

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• Soñando

  Ya no me reconozco He estado actuando de manera extraña e inconsistente como una persona que se despierta Hay un mito hindú de que Dios podía crear lo que quisiera y tener lo que quisiera. Pero finalmente se aburrió de tener tanto poder Y decidió jugar un nuevo juego de escondite consigo mismo Se esconderá…

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  November 18, 2022

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• Dreaming

  I don’t recognize myself anymore I’ve been acting strange and inconsistent like a person waking up There is a Hindu myth that god could create anything he wanted and have anything he wanted But eventually he got bored of having so much power And he decided to play a new game of hide and seek…

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  November 18, 2022

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• El poder del amor

  Un astrólogo me dijo que cuando nací, el planeta de Venus estaba casi perfectamente alineado con el sol. En consecuencia, mi identidad se trata de belleza y amor, como la diosa del amor. Toda mi vida sentí que siempre tenía que estar enamorada de alguien. Entraba en conflicto con mi ambición Yo también sentía mi…

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  November 16, 2022

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• Power of love

  An astrologist told me that when I was born, the planet of Venus was almost perfectly aligned with the sun Consequently, my identity is about beauty and love, like the goddess of love My whole life I felt that I always had to be in love with someone It conflicted with my ambition I felt…

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  November 16, 2022

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• Cómo amar

  Él era el mejor hasta ese momento Y es lo que estoy perdiendo ahora Incluso si mi mundo se está desmoronando Tengo la esperanza de que lo que viene podría ser mejor que lo que he perdido Simplemente porque el futuro es desconocido Nadie me ha roto el corazón tanto antes que él. Pero un…

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  November 16, 2022

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