my sweet and tender beast…

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I let the beauty of me be sought in the world
and as the clue, the moon became the sun. 

Enchanted, the shore became the tide 
playing between sunset and sunrise allured
by a whisper that can be as well as yours,
profondo blu… my sweet and tender beast
Eugen Doga │ Gare Du Nord 

Te Amo

Te amo,
te amo de una manera inexplicable,
de una forma inconfesable,
de un modo contradictorio.
Te amo
con mis estados de ánimo que son muchos,
y cambian de humor continuamente.
por lo que ya sabes,
el tiempo, la vida, la muerte.
Te amo…
con el mundo que no entiendo,
con la gente que no comprende,
con la ambivalencia de mi alma,
con la incoherencia de mis actos,
con la fatalidad del destino,
con la conspiración del deseo,
con la ambigüedad de los hechos.
Aún cuando te digo que no te amo, te amo,
hasta cuando te engaño, no te engaño,
en el fondo, llevo a cabo un plan,
para amarte mejor.
Te amo…
sin reflexionar, inconscientemente,
irresponsablemente, espontáneamente,
involuntariamente, por instinto,
por impulso, irracionalmente.
En efecto no tengo argumentos lógicos,
ni siquiera improvisados
para fundamentar este amor que siento por ti,
que surgió misteriosamente de la nada,
que no ha resuelto mágicamente nada,
y que milagrosamente, de a poco, con poco y nada
ha mejorado lo peor de mí.
Te amo,
te amo con un cuerpo que no piensa,
con un corazón que no razona,
con una cabeza que no coordina.
Te amo
sin preguntarme por qué te amo,
sin importarme por qué te amo,
sin cuestionarme por qué te amo.
Te amo
sencillamente porque te amo,
yo mismo no sé por qué te amo.

— Pablo Neruda —

I love you, —
I love you in an inexplicable manner,
in an inconceivable form,
in a contradictory way.
I love you
with my states of mind that are many
and change their moods continuously
for what I already know,
the journey, life, death.
I love you…
with the world that I can’t make out,
with the people that I can’t understand,
with the ambivalence of my soul,
with the inconsistency of my actions
with the doom of destiny,
with the conspiracy of desire,
with the ambiguity of what happens.
Even when I tell you I don’t love you, I love you,
even when I cheat you, I don’t cheat you,
basically, I’m making a plan
to love you better.
I love you,
without thinking about it, unconsciously,
irresponsibly, spontaneously,
unintentionally, instinctually,
impulsively, irrationally.
As a matter of fact, I have no logical reasons,
nor made-up ones either
on which to base this love I feel for you,
which arose mysteriously from nothing
and which has not turned magically into anything,
and miraculously, from very little, with not much and nothing
has improved the worst of me.
I love you,
I love you with a body that doesn’t think,
with a heart that doesn’t have logic,
with a head that doesn’t think straight.
I love you,
without asking myself why I love you,
without worrying myself why I love you,
without questioning myself why I love you.
I love you
simply because I love you
even me, I don’t know why I love you.

dreams of passion…

nocturnal dreams of passion,
wild imagination of morning,
dew-drop of a thing sweetened,
a secret gaze above us arouse,
me in you, you in me, — posing,
charmed and dangerous, who?
©ᵏᴼᵏᴼ ↭ un p’tit je ne sais quoi
Axel Rudi Pell │ Altered Five Blues Band

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