A woman from planet Earth

You never loved me

the way a human being

should love another.

You dressed me up in wonder,

said I was a goddess, not your lover,

you built me an altar full of flowers

and worshiped the illusion of perfection.

You let me dance among the stars,

said my red carped was Mars,

you were the moon, my satellite,

I was the Northern Star on your sky.

'Till you opened your eyes

to discover nothing else

than a woman born in planet Earth

I fell down from Heaven,

a shooting star you wished upon,

but when you reached out

you saw I was nothing but a rock,

a woman born in planet Earth

You thought I flew,

I had wings,

but I walk too,

the same as you,

I'm but a human being

I'm no goddess

and you couldn't love me,

this woman born in planet Earth

You fell for a fantasy,

got down to your knees

and worshiped my feet,

but you can't stand up

and walk hand in hand

with this woman who's me

I never asked 

to dance among the stars

to walk the red carpet in Mars,

for you to be my satellite,

to be the guide in your night sky

I only wished to be loved,

but you could never love

this humble woman from planet Earth

I still think I'm dressed up in wonder,

but if you can't stand my faults,

the scars and voids inside my soul,

it's time to call it over.

I'll jump from my altar

to the earthly ground,

fall down from your heaven,

cut my wings and cry out loud

I'm just a woman from planet Earth

You couldn't love me,

I walk away,

I may not fly

but there's no fault in my steps,

I'm a beautiful woman

born on planet Earth.

The plus nine time

Streetlamps light the night,

they may seem pretty from afar,

but seen upfront they are just

artificial.

In this artificial land,

you stand among them all,

you... the only natural one.

When did you enter my world?

Like a gentle spring breeze

you swap my heart. 

You are standing there,

just beside me 

but miles away.

I don't have the courage

to reach out my hand

to you,

to you

to you...

I love you,

I love you,

I love only you,

-sings my heart

You are beautiful,

you are beautiful,

you are the most beautiful,

- can't you feel it all?

It's the plus nine time,

we are standing side by side,

you are smiling silly

to a joke playing in your mind

Night time whispers in my ear

that now it's the right time,

I reach out for my courage

but I open my eyes and you are gone

I never made a move

You were standing there,

just beside me 

but miles away.

I call out your name,

you turn around

and look me in the eye

I try to find the words

but they are stuck in my throat,

I end up saying goodbye

and you smile.

And you walk away

And again

I'm on my own.

I don't have the courage

to reach out my hand

to you,

to you

to you...

I love you,

I love you,

I love only you,

-sings my heart

You are beautiful,

you are beautiful,

you are the most beautiful,

- can't you feel it all?

Your back against the streetlamps

seems lonely,

It's Valentine's 

and I'm not by your side.

I've been a butterfly

dancing from flower to flower,

paper flowers,

scentless flowers,

false flowers in my garden,

but to the one true rose

that blossoms in my heart

I seem unable to

find the courage to have.

Something ignites in my soul,

it's the plus nine hour,

Nighttime whispers in my ear

that now it's the right time

And suddenly I wake up

and reach out to my courage

and I run to you,

run to you,

run to you...

I love you,

I love you,

I love only you,

-sings my heart

You are beautiful,

you are beautiful,

you are the most beautiful,

- can't you feel it all?

The clock strikes twelve,

Valentine day is over,

your shadow beneath the streetlamp

embraces another man's shadow,

the fantasy is broken.

It's the plus nine time,

you may be by my side,

but you are miles away.

I was a coward,

I was too late,

too late,

too late...

to shower

my one true flower.

Street lamps light the night,

they may seem pretty from afar,

but seen upfront they are just

artificial.

My artificial heart

is stopping now,

you were the only one,

my one true flower.

-Inspirado en "Plus Nine Boys"-

¿Qué eres?

¿Qué eres
sino una palabra en el silencio,
un sueño cuando yazco despierto,
el último recuerdo que me visita
cuando duermo?

 ¿Qué eres sino amor?

Haz el amor y no la guerra

En un soleado día de primavera

cuelga el arma,

desviste tus creencias,

viste otra piel

y sal a pasear.

Escucha el trino de los pájaros,

contempla las flores en los árboles

y los campos disfrazarse de colores,

los niños salen a jugar.

Su risa pende del aire,

música para las calles,

te inunda el corazón,

como aquella muchacha lozana

con su vestido de flores

que languidece al sol.

Si te parece hermosa

prende en sus labios una sonrisa

y de sus cabellos una flor,

abandona en sus curvas la locura

y baila al son de la paz y su razón.

Tú que arrastras el nombre de Dios,

lo recitas,

lo gritas,

lo clamas,

y Dios muere un poco cada día

con cada niño que siembras

bajo una lápida.

Tú que llevas la muerte

prendida en los labios,

tú que siembras las aceras de metralla

y recoges los frutos de la guerra,

tú, desnúdate de violencia

y viste la primavera.