«Emerjo
de las profundidades.
Huelo a sangre y a sal.
Soy el océano
que se mueve crujiendo arrastrando
deseos
temores
visiones
entre los dedos.
Soy un pantano humeante lleno
de sensuales animales viscosos.
Soy el calor el agua el trueno
esta jungla prehistórica
este bosque tropical
Me hundo en lo desconocido.
No sé
A
Dónde
Regreso.
Al resurgir sólo experimento
la certeza triunfal de haber sobrevivido al viaje.»
-Ana María Rodas (poeta guatemalteca)
We know it’s wrong to let this fire burn between us
We’ve got to stop this wild desire in you and in me
So we’ll let the flame burn once again until the thrill is gone
Then we’ll sweep out the ashes in the morning
We’re two people caught up in the flame that has to die out soon
I didn’t mean to start this fire and neither did you
So tonight when you hold me tight we’ll let the fire burn on
And we’ll sweep out the ashes in the morning
(solo dobro & pedal steel)
Each time we meet we both agree that it’s for the last time
But out of your arms I’m out of my mind
So we’ll taste the thrill of stolen love tonight until the dawning
And we’ll sweep out the ashes in the morning
We’re two people caught up in the flame that has to die out soon
I didn’t mean to start this fire and neither did you
So tonight when you hold me tight we’ll let the fire burn on
And we’ll sweep out the ashes in the morning
Yes we’ll taste the thrill of stolen love tonight until the dawning
And we’ll sweep out the ashes
We’ll sweep out the ashes
We’ll sweep out the ashes in the morning
Mariposadel67 