Ya no hay.

Por que hay tantos corazones rotos:
Por tantas emociones.
Por que hay tantas traiciones:
Por tantas ilusiones.

Por que hay tantas heridas abiertas::
Por una blanca mentira.
Por que hay tanta soledad y lascivia:
Por una mentalidad destructiva.

El amor no es calentura.
El amor no es comodidad.
No existen los cuentos.
No existen las princesas.

Solo hay mujeres con problemas,
dificultades y responsabilidades,
Que con una sonrisa se dedican a
alegrar el dia a su amado.

Ya no hay principes azules.
Hay hombres con problemas, 
dificultades, y responsabilidades que 
tienen el valor de tomar los problemas, 
dificultades y responsabilidades 
de las mujeres y ayudarlas 
con esas cosas, 
quererlas, con todo y sus ataques, 
sus reglas, sus depresiones, sus altas y bajas.

Quien dijo que el amor debe de ser perfecto, 
en respecto a las personas?
Debe de ser perfecto en el entorno en que se mueve.

Compasion, Verdad.
Pureza, Santidad.
Tolerancia, Comunicacion.
Paciencia, Atencion.

Son cosas que necesitamos...
Que estan fallando mucho en nosotros.
Hay que despertar.
Evitemonos mas corazones rotos.

Burning Bridges

I burned out all the bridges in my heart...oh yeah.
I cut out all the ropes that tied my heart...uhhh...
I turned off all the voices in my head. That lied to me...
I burned out all the bridges in my heart...

chorus
And there's no turning back (turning back)
And there's no turning back to what is gone.
I want to leave it behind (leave it behind)
I want to learn what is love about... uh.
And there's no point of view (no point of view)
That could make me change my mind right now,
Because I'm free of my past, I'm free of my past.
And is never gonna hold me back.

I burned out all the bridges in my heart...
I never thought I needed to run so far from there.
I erased all those messages of pleasure and disgrace,
To find my way to a new Way... A new Way....

chorus
And there's no turning back (turning back)
And there's no turning back to what is gone.
I want to leave it behind (leave it behind)
I want to learn what is love about... uh.
And there's no point of view (no point of view)
That could make me change my mind right now,
Because I'm free of my past, I'm free of my past.
And is never gonna hold me back.

Unknown is my future...I'm glad about that.
The tears and scars won't ever come back.
I'm eager, and desperate to start...
Again...

chorus
And there's no turning back (turning back)
And there's no turning back to what is gone.
I want to leave it behind (leave it behind)
I want to learn what is love about... uh.
And there's no point of view (no point of view)
That could make me change my mind right now,
Because I'm free of my past, I'm free of my past.
And is never gonna hold me back.

Dirty Road

I walk the dirty road,
Only with my tears alone,
Asking: “Why, God, Why?”

I walk the dirty road,
Putting my feet into the mud,
Asking:”Why, Jesus, Why?”

Why I feel so far away from you?
I know that I failed.

Why I feel like I should care
Carry on with you.

I walk the dirty road,
Feeling my soul living alone,
Asking why God, why, I cannot step aside.

I keep walking the dirty road,
And my flesh already won,
Asking why, Jesus, why, you keep playing by his side.

I walk the dirty road of sin.
I thought I was in peace with me,
But I keep, asking, my God, oh why.

I walk the dirty road,
Still listening to my voice,
Begging: “Sin, please, sin.”

I walk the dirty road,
With the shame as my companion,
Hearing the dogs howling.

Why I feel surrounded with the darkness
Of my own despair?

Why I keep on failing you,
If you died for me?


I walk the dirty road,
Feeling my soul living alone,
Asking why God, why, I cannot step aside.

I keep walking the dirty road,
And my flesh already won,
Asking why, Jesus, why, you keep playing by his side.

I walk the dirty road of sin.
I thought I was in peace with me,
But I keep, asking, my God, oh why.

Oh Jesus,
I walk the dirty road.
Oh Jesus,
I walk the dirty road.

I walk the dirty road,
With my feet into the mud,
Asking : Why, Jesus, why?

I walk the dirty road,
And I want to get out of here.

I don’t want the dirty road
I want to clean my soul,
With your Holy Spirit, Lord.

I don’t want the dirty road,
With hyssop cleanse me,
And whiter than snow, because of You I will become,

I don’t want the dirty road of sin
Jesus, I wanna walk in your ways,
Because You, are the Way, the truth, and Life…

Because Jesus, You are the Way, the Truth and the Life…

I walk the dirty road,
Cleaning my feet of the mud,
Praying: “God, lead me, God.”

Otono

El cielo se torna caramelo y azul.
La brisa se confunde con el olor
A bagels recien horneados.

El cielo se torna dulce y mar.
Brazos desnudos, cual clorofila sigue corriendo,
Aun en muerte lenta y segura.

La tierra se torna anciana,
Achaques de experiencias,
de cultivo y vitalidad ya pasada.

La tierra se vuelve lenta y sonolienta.
Clamando por el descanso del invierno,
Esperando el beso de la lluvia.

La tierra espera que DIOS la cubra con
La frazada de la nieve, y lee un cuento de primaveras,
Hasta que la danza de los copos la haga dormir.

La tierra se pone su pijama roja, amarilla y
Anaranjada.  Se rie con el sonido del roze de los dedos
De mis pies y su piel rugosa y crujiente.

Mientras el sol me brinda un brillo taciturno,
Honorable. De retirada. Un ultima rayo de luz
que senala un "Hasta Luego". Pronto volvera.

Mientras tanto, las nubes me cubren con su plateada luz
Luz divina, luz de dolores.
Contiene las blancas ilusones, los puros sacrificios, de una primavera nueva.

Una Primavera radiante,
Un Verano caliente.
Por eso, Otono, abrazame en tus brazos.