Sixteen

It´s true that I could not see your eyes
But I could see the good in you.
Your words were in your hands, your smile on a scream
Still I felt so confident.

I was afraid of making a mistake
It was no good to loose your way.
It´s true that I could not see your eyes
But I could see the good in you.

Between the light of some North sound
We found a melody too bright,
The song of raindrops over our heads
A sofa at 5 am.

But why didn´t you take my hand?
I got confussed and did not rest.
It´s true that I could not see your eyes
But I could see the good in you

I was in doubt to hold you tight
I took your head and drank your wine
My waist was perfect for your hands
We made love like animals.

I know that I don´t need to tease you this / way
I do hurt you all day long.
It´s not that I don´t trust, for you don´t lie
But there´s a wide hole in my soul

Cos´ sometimes when you speak it´s hard to see.
And this black veil deceives me
But I love you and you love me
Yes I breathe through thee

I was in doubt to hold you tight
I took your head and drank your wine
My waist was perfect for your hands
We made love like animals.

Imagen de David Prieto (máquina!!!)

El vino

Cómeme y, con mi cuerpo en tu boca,
hazte mucho más grande
o infinitamente más pequeño.
Envuélveme en tu pecho.
Bésame.
Pero nunca me digas la verdad.
Nunca me digas: «Estoy muerto.
no abrazas más que un sueño»

Luis Alberto de Cuenca

El fantasma

Nunca dejes de beberte mi vino
de coger lo que es tuyo

Comienza la cuenta atrás

Summercase 2006

(Un espectáculo grandioso, salir de la intimidad de Sigur Ròs y toparse de lleno con el derroche sonoro y visual de Daft Punk)

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