Sweet bonds

You feel your body in coolness of breeze
it's morning brings a message from the same way, the same passion.
New day puts on the golden bangles on the hands,
they're shining with ruby, sapphire on your pale face.
Then you will down to the cellars of lanes
where all is selling and bying, the life at the race.
Tell me about that poor man loving you
sitting and crying and waiting for all ages through.
Your silver monsters look down from the top
but thousand of people look up from the down with a hope.
They're connected with invisible chain
and so impossible to run from each other away.
You say:
Take this brilliant beads from my hands
Tie up like a snake around your neck
Sweet tieing sweet tieing bonds
with strong knots with knots of love
to brilliant bangles
I'm streaching out my rope
Sweet tieing sweet tieing bonds
with strong knots with knots of love
to rings of gold
when your heart becomes too cold.
Diamantes y cosas preciosas
todo del este (malo lugar)
luciendo, pegando, tocando
adelante de sus caderas gordas
tu veras las manos tirando
todo el mundo quiere y debe tener
para tu amor famoso.
(Mira al cielo la nueva madrugada nace
el sol mira que esta luciendo
como las cosas preciosas.)
Look at the skyline
new morning is born
even the sun as if is shining like the precious stone.

Shy reporter

I feel your shy inside your mind
as if I'm the hero or the star
you want to draw near to me
to take an interview
an interview of my heart
but what so slow and waste the time?
Don't make me stand alone
and ask me on my own.
I'll try to catch your thought
oh baby, I still follow after your footsteps away.
Say what you think about?
I can not understand at all
go deep into my call.
Do you feel the bleeding wound in my heart
modest reporter of love
may be I'll answer you one day one night
on your mute question for a loving time.
You feel my pride but it's no pride
I have one thing like you
you are too much shy.
I want to come close to you
to give an interview
an interview of the night.
I should go to your mike
you can have everything you want
you've got the rights.
I am only a common guy
I am like the child with a loyal heart
so show me the greatest art
to cure the bleeding wound in my heart
modest reporter of love
may be I'll answer you one day one night
on your mute question for a loving time.

Grooving around till midnight

1.
I'm gonna go away from home
to a dancing- party hall
I feel so good the familiar call
oh! Crazy music, you possess me!
I gotta hold the right position
of my hands and my legs
you'll lose control of your body in action
it's taking up my soul.
refr:
You know! I feel like jumping sparks in a fire
Oh! You know! How my mind is rolling
I'm gonna break the sorrow,
crush the boredom, find a cool mood
I always wanna go on dancing
just like in my childhood.
2.
Another day another night in dance
all legs in heavy motion
but I can feel the rocking will
Oh! Crazy music! You possess me
so I just say- don't get away
from these occupied places!
Nobody feels my rhythm today
nobody needs my flame.
refr: same
3.
And you are gone
I'm still alone
you coming back tomorrow
and we can get a long alright
to groove around till midnight.
refr: same.

Lazy on the sand

Limpid sky.
Artist lays down on the sand
and dreams so nice.
Blue- green hills.
It's imagination at the rest
so clear.
What's the beauty master- painter,
may be Matisse or Picasso?
Fancy just in his mind.
If he'd realize it
everybody would've just been amazed.
Gentle dense wave.
Through the palm-trees make their way the sunny rays.
Lazy's pinning
in his dream fine.
I will try to make myself a masterpiece
by his own way
painter's way
Lazy on the sand landscape.