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/////////////////////////////////////// EL PLANETA- LYRICS

A Third Man

A third man cries
for he is the witness of birth
A third man cries
when sun is bathing out off earth
A jasmine soil had him fainting
In the laps of gods,
in his own arms of caring

A third man sighs
for he wiped off his masks
in a crowd of one
where he lost his tracks

(dizzy with exquisite vertigo
contemplating the fullness of his soul)

A third man rises
from the first, the second and the last men
when baby, child, young, grown up and old men blend
together seed, flower, fruit, star ashes and grain of sand

The Wheel

Naître Grandir (Jou!ir) Mûrir Souffrir Mourir Etre

Woulida Kaboura Nadaja âna Mata Quana

Birth Growth (Faith) Disease Death

Nascimiento Crecimiento Enfermedad
Mortalidad Madurez Placer

La Onda

What we need is a new language
A, a language of the heart
Some kind of language between people that is a new kind of poetry

We have that sense of being united to all things
and suddenly we understand everything !

This is the begining of the rest of the future now and from now on there will be all these robots walking around ,

feeling nothing, thinking nothing
and there will be nobody left to remember that there was once a species called a human being !

And the purpose of this underground is to find out how to preserve the Culture, Light, how to keep things living !!

Y sola la onda me inunda
En el abrazo de la Luz mestiza
Y sola la onda me inunda
Llena oscura y entera
Y sola la onda me inunda
Y quisiera ser este onda
Y sola la onda me inunda
En la llaga viva de mi alma ella me iluminaba

Y sola la onda me inunda
Con la magia de la Luz mestiza
Y sola la onda me inunda
Llena oscura y entera
Y sola la onda me inunda
Y quisiera ser este onda

LIFE YIELDS UP TO LIFE

Y sola la onda me inunda
En mi fuego, mi aire y mi lagrima
Y sola la onda me inunda
Llena oscura y entera
Y sola la onda me inunda
En la llaga viva de mi alma ella me iluminaba
Y sola la onda me inunda
Y quisiera ser este onda

Incidences

“ Chaque signe me tend son tendre piège
Chaque signe que je devine me signe de sa nature sortilège
Et en moi toutes les pistes convergent
De ces incidents qui coîncident
Comme un cortège ”

“ J´étais désarticulée, emmêlée, déchainée
En perte d´équilibre constante
Gestes sans conscience
Gestes de l´instant
Epuisement des corps, des coeurs
Tournoyant jusqu´au délicieux vertige
Je m´abîme
Je suis mon propre démon
Et mon corps devient autre chose que moi”

Multiplicity Of Me

Tipsy spirits

A thousand possible lives
Hymn for a thousand possible lives
Lives of the soul / lives of the flesh

Steam-lined hearts

I follow my heart
go for my senses
obey to my skin, to my flesh
submit to my soul
breathe for my words
fulfil my faith

A th!ousand possible lives
Hymn for a thousand possible lives
Lives of the soul / lives of the flesh

Multiplicity of me

 


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