«You used to be everything to me Now I’m tired of fighting Too broken to belong Too weak to sing alone Sounds like forks on a plate Blackboard scratched with hate And we’ll fly, and we’ll fall, and we’ll burn Our time is running out»

[…] Provo a difendermi Ma il vento è troppo forte Provo a difendermi Rinforzo le mie porte Al coperto e tra le mura Preparo un'altra serratura […] All'improvviso contro il sole io andrò Piano, piano, piano Io scomparirò Davvero

Almas unidas Que la enfermedad separaba Dos vidas Mermadas En soledad Se aman Se miman Sin poderse rozar […] Hago castillos de arena en la luna Dibujo sonrisas en nuestra amargura Relatos de mis suspiros Que en la medianoche compartiré contigo

[…] I went to the concert and I fought through the crowd Guess I got too excited when I thought you were around Oh, he gets left, left, left, left, left, left, left And I'm sorry you were thinking I would steal your fire Oh, the heart beats in its cage Yes, the heart beats…

Cornered, I'm exhausted with fear Our love and compassion dissolved And demons have materialized in me Can't fight them, they're taking control […] Fate is driving me insane It's forcing me to face I must kill or be killed

April is the cruellest month, breedingLilacs out of the dead land, mixingMemory and desire, stirringDull roots with spring rain.

[…] Persuade tibi hoc sic esse ut scribo: quaedam tempora eripiuntur nobis, quaedam subducuntur, quaedam effluunt. Turpissima tamen est iactura quae per neglegentiam fit. Et si volueris adtendere, magna pars vitae elabitur male agentibus, maxima nihil agentibus, tota vita aliud agentibus. […] Omnia, Lucili, aliena sunt, tempus tantum nostrum est; in huius rei unius fugacis ac…

[…]Bajo la luna gitana,las cosas la están mirandoy ella no puede mirarlas.[…]Ella sigue en su baranda,verde carne, pelo verde,soñando en la mar amarga.[…]Pero yo ya no soy yo,ni mi casa es ya mi casa.[…]Verde que te quiero verde,verde viento, verdes ramas.El barco sobre la mar.Y el caballo en la montaña. 

¿Qué es la vida? Un frenesí. ¿Qué es la vida?  Una ilusión, una sombra, una ficción; y el mayor bien es pequeño; que toda la vida es sueño, y los sueños, sueños son. 

Time present and time pastAre both perhaps present in time future,And time future contained in time past.If all time is eternally presentAll time is unredeemable.