i-indigo

[i-indigo]

Sometimes

My heart aches;

I dismiss it,

So maybe someone can care:

If you don't, why would I?

Alive

[i-indigo]

I can assure anyone that I've wrote that you'd be the death of me;

I think I might be the first one who says that and lives it.

The Night I Almost Die

[i-indigo]

Quisiera que sea posible

Estar dentro tuyo

Y vivir del ronroneo de tus latidos

Y tu tragar.

Quiero Decirte Algo Dramático

[i-indigo]

Goodnight

Who knows what

could've happened

having I stayed a little longer,

but it does not have much impact now.

You all had enough time.

You, love, had more than enough time to fix it. But it is alright.

So goodbye to all my dreams,

and all the things I had,

and all the things I wanted.

I could have

traveled the world,

see once again,

the most beautiful of seas.

I wanted to navigate waters again,

and submerge.

Wanted to meet all the wonders in this world.

But now it's all gone,

and I was born in the worst of times.

Not a single decade of this earth is the golden one,

as we never fixed all the things that we had to.

So here I am not, anymore.

And I will never get married.

And I will never know

a lot of things

that now don't matter.

There's not a single matter

in these useless heartbeats.

Always failing, once before I almost left.

Twice before, she almost kills me.

And I won't know

what it is like

to have a clean body.

Let alone, a perfect one.

Don't even get me started on all I loved.

Learnt the hard way, love isn't always enough,

not when there's not enough of it.

I want to know when the man comes,

take my books with me

as a statement.

And if I'm uncomfortable enough

maybe they won't miss me as much.

And it'll be alright in a couple weeks, they are gonna be alright.

But I hate the thought of losing,

but this is pretty much all I've ever known;

I was born on the wrong side.

I'm sorry to all the things I once aspired to,

as they are not enough.

As I am not.

I'm sorry to what I could've been, having I been loved right, or at all.

There's no use in me coming back,

this planet is already dead.

/.

[i-indigo]

¿Por qué habré de morir

para que me entiendas,

si es sabido que el amor lo comprende?

(Y está sobreentendido que ya no me amás).

Cuando Muera ¿Me Querrás?

[i-indigo]

Quiero decir,

sé que van a pasar más días,

y que no volveré a verte,

que moriré justo antes de que vuelvas,

solo porque es lo único que te hará venir.

La Semana 1

[i-indigo]

That's the difference between you and me:

I would never hurt you.

And you did, yet again,

and worse than ever.

No Sun, No Home

[i-indigo]

Cinco Meses

Esto también es morir.

Esto también es morir ¿sabías?

Esto también es morir:

Compartir palabras que no sigo;

todas deben ser valientes,

menos yo.

Callar para no irrumpir la paz.

(¿La paz de quién?)

La paz de mi familia,

la paz de mis amigos (mis verdaderos amigos),

es la paz mía.

(¿Esto es paz?)

Entonces callo.

No porque sea más bello,

pero más tranquilo;

más fácil

olvidar

aunque mi cuerpo duela.

Mejor doler

porque ya va a pasar.

Ya va a pasar

ya va a pasar

ya va a pasar...

Y nunca se me pasa para siempre.

↑

Comprá mi libro acá

[i-indigo]

Keep holding onto this fantasy,

you taste sweetness in my acid

and I have a sweet tooth for men like you.

I Bet You Taste Like Cherries

[i-indigo]

But now it's all gone,

and I was born in the worst of times.

Not a single decade of this earth is the golden one,

as we never fixed all the things that we had to.

Goodnight

[i-indigo]

Ahora mi piel se doró del mismo tono que la tuya,

ella tampoco te olvida.

Sosteniendo El Destino

[i-indigo]

¿wonK uoY diD

Did you know?

I don't dare to call you back.

It's not indifferent to me

how much time has passed.

Did you know?

nothing is as bright anymore,

so.

There's that.

And you're not here.

(How to call you, after what I've done?)

Did you know?

I don't laugh that much anymore

with my friends.

All they do

is forget about you.

Did you know?

I don't have anyone anymore

to talk about all the things

like we used to.

And no one understands what I say...

Did you know

there are nights

where I wonder (sometimes I know) what you'd think?

I'm writing a song about you,

did you know that?

And I can't get the chords right,

and I need you here

so there's someone

to give my best to.

I'm sure you'd know what to do,

just like you always know what to say, even when you don't.

I wish I knew what to say

for you to forgive me

and love me again.

☓.

Buy my book here

[i-indigo]

Y siempre tengo todas las tonterías que quiero.

Incluso, más.

Pero todo aquello

que sea profundo...

aquello

no lo tendré.

[Nota]

[i-indigo]

Tu palabra tan sagrada

y tu voz que no extraño tanto

(solo porque todavía la tengo);

¿Dónde quedó

tu frialdad tan cálida?

Conversaciones

[i-indigo]

I'd much rather

breathe from your fragrance,

as only the oils from your hair

will cleanse my body.

You're All The Landscape I Want to See

[Quote owed of Monday]

[i-indigo]

Turista en Alemania

Enamorada de tu tierra,

soy turista de la soledad.

Porque vivo en Tu Encanto, Amor, Argentina.

Código postal: 1158.

Una casa por allá, color amistad.

Ventanas de diamante, sí.

Rejas de pestañas, esa.

No quisiera volver, no quiero salir de nuevo

a aquella playa alemana.

Prefiero tomar

con vos

lo que quieras,

en esa falsa costa que está cada vez más sucia y seca,

pero al menos estamos acá.

Seguiré tiritando: Hace meses me volví roja, no importa.

A veces el sol

tarda más

en salir.

X.

[Poema debido del jueves]

Comprá mi libro acá

[i-indigo]

You're agnostic

just to hate

that you're a god to me.

[Note]