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/////////////////////////////////////// EL SEXO SURREALISTA - LYRICS

GENIUS NEVER DIES

“ Les portes de l’univers intergalactique se trouvent dans l’abdomen de la femme ”.

There will be more of you in the museums of the world
Than virgin Maries in its churches.
Before that I had met you
I had already fallen in love with you.

There will be more of me within your hungry eyes
Lying in each colour and line you see
There, for you to idolise.
Because genius never dies.

Genius never dies (3)

So wrap your mind around mine
In my tarot I have chosen our parts
Welcome home to your own shrine
I, the Magician twisting the charts.

Let me knight you as my empress
Before my sweat and blood on every canvass.

Genius never dies!

THE MAGNET

Feel the magnet
Stretch the limits
Sharpen your senses
Make things happen

It is an attraction, Viens!
It is a repulsion, Va!

Feel the magnet
Flex your brains
Test your pulse
Push me ahead
It is an attraction, Come!
It is a repulsion, Go!

When a boy is shaving a girl
When a girl is shaving a boy
When you feel at ease in the galaxy
U and Ranus in harmony!

It is an attraction, Venga!
It is a repulsion, Fuera!

Feel… Live… Make… the MAGNET.

COMPUTADOR

El baile comienza triste
-con original belleza-
Los ojos se cruzan verdes
Y el arte, frío,
En mitad de aquel revuelo

Muy pocas manos se encuentran
El calor electrocuta
Las computadoras viejas
Que forman jaulas celestes
Donde el placer de un mirar

En blanca escena acontece
… Dos amados apedrean
Los barrotes de cristal
De su enjabonada celda

Un beso,
Risa final… o coincidencias.

VON MAGNET (OLARTE)

SUR – REALISTA

Ansiedad sur – realista!
Viva la gente, olé. viva la gente,
que se quitan las penas con aguardiente
Camarerooooooo!!!!! Otra botella,
Intereses compasivos
en una sonrisa abierta
Descorchando
a impotencia de una imagen
en su interior,
Desespero,
fermentándose en las uvas;
El cristal y las manos, lo llevan a la boca
la boca a la garganta,
la garganta a la sangre,
la sangre se desborda en el cerebro
inundando campos de albahaca.
Negro cristal
tintado de rojo,
… Inundando campos de albahaca.
… Campos de odio.

(OLARTE)

TODO

Can you hear the beating hart of statues?
Ámame! ámame! ámame!

Can you hear women slapping the ground with their feet?
Bésame! bésame!

Can you hear the yearn of my skin for y!ours?
Acaríciame!

Can you hear scars duelling with knives for pride?
Tócame! tócame!

Solo me gusta el moreno de la carne de mi amor.
Gitano! Fuerza! Toma ya!
No hay dolor como este mío.

Have you seen the colours beyond the rainbow?
Te quiero! te quiero! te quiero!

Have you seen through to the depth of my soul?
Te quiero! te quiero! te quiero!

Have you seen in my palm the staging of passion?
Te quiero!

Have you seen me kissing for you the head of the Toro?
The head of the TORO!

EL SPIRITO

I will follow the shadows of your figure prints
Around the pavement-walls of a cold-blooded metropolis
I will pass through the barricades of your sanctuary
Haunting tenderly your room. Invisible into darkness.

And it would not matter that you had fled away!
And it would not matter where it could take place.

Because I will be right there. (4)

Yo entraré a hurtadillas en tu sueño, tu sueño
Un actor en tu papel secreto
Y cuando por fin abres tus ojos; despierta
Verías que he desaparecido de mañana.

Y no importaría que te hayas ido volando
Y no importaría donde podría ocurrir.

Porque yo estaré allí. (4)

Allí, arrodillado en paz
Frente a tus sábanas de seda
Mirándote con los ojos cerrados
Como un cura místico velaría una momia
Como un hombre de cuevas velaría el fuego de la vida.

MUNECO

Stuck to the skin of the earth

Lying down on the sand
Starring up at the planets
Petrified in between magnets
The film is an endless an!d liquid land

Now I now black wed rojo
San Juan night es el fuego

Kids are teasing the dummy
Stuffed with images of failures
Then bursting into tears
As they see hi is set on fire
Ashes of man in a kiss blow
San Juan night es el Muñeco

Now comes the second cycle
Burn the vows ever sworn
Sacrifice the past so you’ll foresee
Throw your other you in the furnace
Dying waves always swallow
Promises written down on the sand.

ALMA LA

And I burned my eyes
by watching the moon
devoured my voice
with mazes of tender yells.

And I wrecked my flesh
by hugging haily crowds
torn away my tears
with laments of rage …

Rezo en el nombre de Dios
Con el alma de las es!trellas
Con el alma la …

I kill in the name of god.
ALMA LA (3).

Alma La y rezo por ti,
rezo sin las letras

Rezo sin las manos
sin el cuerpo
sin la voz …

Wa fi thalal el leyl…

 


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