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ojalá que el deseo se vaya tras de ti

ojalá se te acabe la mirada constante, la palabra precisa, la sonrisa perfecta. ojalá pase algo que te borre de pronto: una luz cegadora, un disparo de nieve. ojalá por lo menos que me lleve la muerte, para no verte tanto, para no verte siempre en todos los segundos, en todas las visiones; ojalá que no pueda tocarte ni en canciones.

Silvio Rodríguez, Ojalá 


and you rip out all I have

the blind men sleeps in the doorway, his home.
If only I had an enemy bigger than my apathy

I could have won
but I gave you all.


let love grow

and if your strife strikes at your sleep
remember spring swaps snow for leaves
you'll be happy nad wholesome again
when the city clears and sun ascends.


do you ever feel like a chess piece yourself?

if there is a flaw in chess as a game of war, it is this. 
unlike war, the rules of chess are constant; 
the pieces - unchangeable. 

you'll never win the heart of a rook or the mind of a knight.
they are deaf to your arguements. 
and so be it. 

the goal of a chess game is total annihilation. 
but in war, even as the blood beats in your ears 
and you race after your enemy, 
there is the hope that saner minds than yours 
will stop you 
before you reach your target. 

in war, 
unlike chess, 
rules can be changed. 
truces can be called. 
the greatest of enemies can become the best of friends.

in war there is hope. 

The Sarah Connor Chronicles


another sunrise in your heart

love shines over agression
another wound heals in your heart

gimme fears of the strong
the warfare politics
the decay of the west 
rule of Benedict

I've never seen the dawn like this before
tears on the night turn to diamonds on your eyes

gimme tears of the wrong
the hate of convicts
the glamous of the damned
rule of Benedict