Diamantes de tequila se deslizan por tu garganta,
reabriendo las heridas que te hizo el desamor.
No te pintarás la cara de blanco,
como los japoneses suicidas,
ni te tirarás al volcán apagado
de tus sueños astillados.
Te ahogarás en cambio en diamantes,
como un demente aturdido por voces,
que no existen.
Más tequila por favor, más diamantes,
más heridas; no mas mentiras,
hasta desangrar este dolor
martes, 18 de noviembre de 2008
Fluid jewels
Tequila diamonds
Slide down your throat,
Reopening your unrequited love wounds.
Won't paint your face in white,
As a suicide Japanese.
Won't throw yourself to the extinguished
Volcano of your chipped dreams.
Drink your diamonds instead,
as a lunatic,,
Dazed by noises he can only sense.
Please, more tequila, more diamonds,
More wounds, no more lies;
Till bleed out this pain.
Slide down your throat,
Reopening your unrequited love wounds.
Won't paint your face in white,
As a suicide Japanese.
Won't throw yourself to the extinguished
Volcano of your chipped dreams.
Drink your diamonds instead,
as a lunatic,,
Dazed by noises he can only sense.
Please, more tequila, more diamonds,
More wounds, no more lies;
Till bleed out this pain.
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© Claudia Blanco 2008
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