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BALADA DE UN ANGEL Y UN LOBO Dark Angel y Gallon Lötjönen |
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- ¿Qué hace un ángel en medio de una noche de
- luna llena, mientras cae la lluvia?...
- Sus alas mojadas, su cabello escurriendo en
- sus hombros, su ropa sucia, su rostro apacible,
- inamovible, su mirada fija en algún punto
- del horizonte...
- Un rayo cae iluminando por breves segundos,
- se escucha el retumbar del viento...
- El ángel no se mueve, ni se inmuta...
- solo avanza... lentamente... a través de
- la lluvia...
- Es media noche, la lluvia ha cesado...
- Un viento frío en el ambiente...
- Silencio en el bosque...
- Luz de luna...
- Un ángel...
- De pronto se escucha un aullido, desde lo
- más alto de la colina...
- Un lobo le canta a la luna y el ángel
- se acerca a él...
- Lo abraza...
- El lobo no intenta defenderse...
- Las alas del ángel lo cubren suavemente...
- No hay testigos, solo la luna que los
- ilumina cariñosamente...
- Mientras observa....
- A los dos seres que ahora parecen uno...
- Un ángel y un lobo...
- Juntos...
- El ángel lo cubre suavemente con sus
- mojadas alas y el lobo le ofrenda su
- calor....
- Silencio....
- Sólo se escucha el susurrar del
- viento.... pues ningún otro sonido
- es necesario
- Mientras miran sus ojos....
- El lobo se siente fuerte e indefenso....
- valeroso, y a la vez aterrorizado
- Desconcertado...
- ¿Porqué la celestial criatura está con él ahora?
- No importa ya...
- Un relámpago....
- La lluvia cae de nuevo...
- Y el lobo reanuda su canto a la luna
- ¿Lo oyes?
- Se escucha diferente...
- Ya no está sólo....
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UN LOBO EXTRAÑO Gallon Lötjönen |
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- Un lobo yo soy
- muy extraño por cierto
- un angel protejo
- y un angel me cuida
- No me juzgues por ello
- ninguna culpa tengo
- no te resistirías tampoco
- si sus ojos contemplaras
- En mi corazón entraron
- como garras en la carne
- en mi recuerdo viven
- igual que la luna llena
- Su gentil mano me acaricia
- y mi dolor mitiga
- su divino aroma me invade
- y mi tristeza desaparece
- A sus ojos asómate
- y protegerla desearás
- a su alma causa un dolor
- y mi rabia conocerás
- Ya no me siento solo
- porque un angel me acompaña
- ya no me siento triste
- y nunca más lo estaré
- Un lobo yo soy
- muy extraño por cierto
- un angel protejo
- y un angel me cuida
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FREEDOM Lynx Rufus |
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- I long for the trees
- But the city is where I live
- I don't belong, this I know
- I want to be free
- But I'm shackled to my desk, my job, my life
- I look out the window
- And see the other inmates
- Shackled in their cars, their suits, their lives
- I lift my head and scream....but no one cares to listen
- I must break the chains
- I run to the trees, to where I belong
- I take off my suit, and leave my life behind
- I break the shackles holding me back
- I run through the trees, farther and farther from the city
- I know now I'm home
- I know now I'm free
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THE WOLF CREDO Unknow author |
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- Respect the elders
- Teach the young
- Cooperate with the pack
- Play when you can
- Hunt when you must
- Rest in between
- Share your affections
- Voice your feelings
- Leave your mark
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FRIENDSHIP Moonchild |
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- So close to the heart
- Forever knowing who we are
- Forever knowing what we are
- Living our life, our way
- It's trust I seek
- And trust I find in you
- Open mind for a different view
- Living our life, our way
- Every day you find something new
- Every time you broaden your view
- Don't care for what others say
- Looking at me, see what you see
- Find what there is to see
- On your own,
- Don't care for what others say
- Don't care for what others do
- And you know...
- But take care
- Don't reach too far
- Don't try to get something you WANT to feel
- While not looking at me.
- For then,
- Suddenly,
- Friendship becomes as brittle
- As a piece of rice-paper.
- One stroke, and it's torn forever.
- Bear this in mind, my friend,
- Respect and acceptation as the cornerstones,
- And it will be everlasting,
- And as strong as steel.
- And then, nothing what others say
- And nothing what others do,
- No wicked games
- No evil schemes,
- Will ever harm this !
- For you......
- Eternal friendship,
- Eternal light,
- Eternal bond,
- Eternal...
- So close to the heart
- Forever knowing what we are
- Forever knowing where we stand
- Part of the clockwork
- we will never fully understand
- But that doesn't matter.
- For we live our life, our way.
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RUN WITH THE MOON Moonchild |
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- The full moon is rising
- By all the powers of the ancient,
- give me the strength to withstand this
- The slave of the moon is whispering his
- prayers
- with the breath of
- newly formed
- but also old aged
- earth.
- soil...
- the longing for...
- Running with the moon
- in the pouring rain
- low down
- with the speed of
- an enormous beast
- but also
- with the tender heart
- given to him by the mystic light.
- GO ! GO ! GO ! RUN WITH THE MOON !
- But be gentle
- Don't rush
- Be gentle
- LISTEN !
- Don't you hear your heart, tender heart, strong heart.
- Don't you hear your breath.
- The rising and falling of your chest.
- GO, BUT BE GENTLE ...
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THE ECLIPSE Moonchild |
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- A man standing on a pier
- Full moon shines
- He's cleansed his sole of doubt
- He's cleared his mind of thought.
- The waves induce a trance, as he watches
- while the moon slowly turns black on one side.
- The sea retreats, the black slowly becoming
- bloodred image of the once bright moon.
- The waves continue softer,
- as he becomes one with the wholeness of the red moon
- Duties done,
- choices made,
- mind clear,
- being as one.
- The last piece of brightness vanishes,
- and with the last drip of white,
- the last drip of consciousness also vanishes.
- The cold doesn't matter,
- The water doesn't matter.
- He's one with his mind,
- his mind one with itself.
- The trance complete,
- the image a whole.
- Under a bloodred moon,
- somewhere on a pier
- sits a being.
- Cleansed his soul of doubt,
- Cleared his mind of thought.
- One with the moon,
- one with himself,
- One in mind, one in soul, and entity.
- There it is, the bloodmoon
- There it is, the one sign !
- Blackness around, no one sees,
- but it's there, sure it's there.
- The shift complete the eclipse complete
- The change complete, the moon complete.
- POWER ! POWER ! POWER !
- The climax is here,
- the waves gone
- the thought gone
- the doubt gone.
- Slowly, the redness fades back to black
- as the light returns from side to side.
- And there, on a pier...
- A wolf lifts his head.
- Waiting, waiting for the cycle to complete.
- Then, the last shadow has gone
- the last blackness has vanished.
- The wolf pulls up, raises his head,
- and sings his song to the bright full moon.
- In the nearby castle echos sound.
- For now and for ever more.
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FERAL WIND (FROM FAR AWAY) Moonchild |
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- Winds blowing
- It's night, it's cold, and yet
- Winds blowing
- Charged air, charged with smells
- Warm rocks, distant forests
- Nature, life, good smells
- Winds blowing
- From far away things brought
- From far away visions carried
- From far away...
- Winds blowing
- Charged air, charged with smells
- Waking plants, dewed grass
- Nature, life, magnificent smells
- I try to catch it, try to see
- I visualise the place
- where this wind is blowing from
- I visualise the place
- where these scents originate.
- Winds blowing
- Taking my mind
- Winds blowing
- Carrying my spirit's eye
- Taking my mind there.
- I visualise the place,
- and it is good.
- I visualise the place,
- unspoiled nature,
- warm rocks,
- clear streams,
- nature,
- life !
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THE WEREWOLF Homero Aridjis
Fair traduction from original by Lyceus, 1999 |
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- I am the werewolf
- I am the werewolf
- I am devouring myself
- at sunrinse I cut off the ash tree
- where the moon sleep,
- at midday I burn the grazing land
- where the stag eats.
- I climb the mountain
- to hunt the eagle,
- I cut through the seas
- fishing dolphins and trutles,
- I am the werewolf
- I am devouring myself
- Alone in the Earth
- I howl to my shadow.
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BLOOD LUST Charles Bond (Were_1) |
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- When through my body it courses in my veins
- The blood of the beast within means me no pain.
- It unlocks my shackles and lets me see,
- What it's like to be wild , to run careless and free.
- In this form I am confused no more.
- I tear off my close and run , not on two legs but four
- The pain at first is so intense,
- But the blood lust that follows is too immense.
- It seems that my hunger cannot be satisfied,
- untill all my foes young and old have died.
- My claws rips through them as they scream and shout
- To silence their cries I rip their throtes out.
- When the ambulance finally comes they find only the proof
- That the victim was ravaged by a blood thirsty wolf
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