Marcus Nalgaber and Mora Amaro La Loba

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The border - Who knew it's that easy?


There is a border
inside of me
one side is black
the other is white

There are no nuances
nor notices of this drastic change

No signs warning you
that just a thought can be enough
to dress in ice
to dress in sun

There is a room
inside of me
full of suitcases that have forgotten
where they should go
after watching for so long
how Time goes on

There is a stain
inside of me
covering
covering
covering...
 
Re: The past overtakes me - El pasado me adelanta

Spying on all the fear


Behind the windows
the trees sway calmly x2
like seaweeds
under sleeping waters,
and the greenness going to and fro
calms me down
and gives me hope.

Their coloured leaves
fan the air slowly
and their sound
silences the mixed noises
that the overwhelmed city
certainly
sends forth.

The large and simple room
gives me shelter,
protecting with its serene whiteness
the repose of my ill body,
and t time that goes by
peeks through the branches
spying on all the fear
that my gaze has.
 
Re: The past overtakes me - El pasado me adelanta

What can happen when turning a corner?


Do you know?
Today I met my double

We ran
into each other
when turning
a corner
no umbrella
in the rain

We look at us
for a second
with a point of fear
in our eyes

Was she me?
was I she?

but followed our way
may be scaping
from the same

Perhaps she was coming
from where I was going

Brief encounter without words
mirror that does not break
when crossing its sides like this
 
Re: The past overtakes me - El pasado me adelanta

Chasing Ghosts and other Friends


I wape up
in the night
and I listen
to the silence

while the darknesss softens
as the hours pass
and life dawns

My cats play in the hallway
chasing ghosts and other friends

Everything is contrast
between black and white

Fading shadows
in the reality
of your memory

oh mummy oh mummy

I caress the pillow
to shelter me
in its so warm heat
and tears
finally
they release the pain
that these days give me

oh mummy oh mumyy
 
Re: The past overtakes me - El pasado me adelanta

The dark in which I hide


The phone vibrates
on the table
its silent mode
does not prevent the incomng call

I see the screen
that lights up
in the dark
in which I hide

I know it`s him him hi
but I I I
I am no longer me

I am a parenthesis
of myself
a space
between before and now
empty and alien
to cause and effect

The phone vibrates
on thte table
its silent mode
does not prevent the incoming call

but I am far
eventhough I am close
out of reach of his voice
and his kisses

in my nest of dreaming
at the mercy of a gentle wind
 
Re: The past overtakes me - El pasado me adelanta

Night of echoes


Night of echoes
that appear in the ear
with distant insistence

Footsteps looking for themselves
among their own mists

Night full of streets
that only exist
where dreams are lost

Night that reveals the depth of the dark
around the light of a street lamp

Naked night of everything
tell me if you saw me pass
because Time stopped
but I didn't stop walking

I saw a woman
that without running ran
dressed in the sadness
that a lost girl has
 
Re: The past overtakes me - El pasado me adelanta

I am still a woman


I did not know that to live
I had to die so many times
you were the one that taught me
that you could steal my soul
each time you drank my kisses
and that hell has no door
it just appeared suddenly
in your gaze and in your mouth

you are the god who undid me
and remade me by putting on
a tin heart
like yours

but you can't avoid
that the hole in which it dwells
remember what it is to feel

I'm still a woman
I'm melody
wood to make beams
and chalk to paint windows
in the darkness of a corner

I'm still a woman
full of strength to get out of myself
 
Re: The past overtakes me - El pasado me adelanta

The clock rings and she jumps out of the bed


the clock rings
she jumps out of bed

she washed
she combs
she drinks the coffee
paints her lips
puta on the gloves
puts on the coat
and runs down the stairs
and goes out on the street

She turn the corner
cross the sidewalk
and looks for his face
among the people accompanying
in the bus stop

maybe he won't come today
maybe he can't today
but there he is
that man with sad eyes
and kisses for give on his mouth

The bus arrives
and they both sit
one behind the other
without knowing
that both long for each other
in that route that unites
and disunites them
half an hour
 
Re: The past overtakes me - El pasado me adelanta

I am puzzled, puzzled, puzzled


I am puzzled puzzled puzzled
cooking a tender chicken
with my dove on my hat
in my so white kitchen
while the news talk about the war
as if it were
a football match

I am puzzled puzzled puzzled
I understand everything
from so much understanding
my mind and my heart clash
despite knowing
that nothing
will avoid the inevitable

I am one of those who think
that if everything exists
everything must happen

I am puzzled puzzled puzzled

as space expands
looking for its meaning x2

I am puzzled puzzled puzzled
everything goes further
taking me behind
like a shadow
searching the foot
that ties her to existence
in tisgame that has no sense

the bad and the good
are swimming
between my blood
and my thoughts
while all fhe formulas happen
here and there and eveywhere

as space expands
looking for its meaning
 
Re: The past overtakes me - El pasado me adelanta

Behind the Window

Poem and Voice: Mora Amaro La Loba
Music and Guitars: Marcus Nalgaber

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cgrCPjyCVQE

Behind the window
the trees sway calmly

like seaweeds
under sleeping waters
and the greenness going to and fro
calms me down
and gives me hope.

Their coloured leaves
fan the air slowly
and their sound
silences the mixed noises
that the overwhelmed city
certainly
sends forth.

The large
and simple room
gives me shelter
protecting with its serene whiteness
the repose of my ill body

and t time that goes by
peeks through the branches
spying on all the fear
that my gaze has.

Regards,

Marcus
 
Re: The past overtakes me - El pasado me adelanta

Tick Tock

A woman’s laughter in the street


Night moves slowly in the hall
casting shadows on the walls
while I look at you sitting on the couch
prisoner of my storms
smoothing wrinkles
that don't exist
in my pants
as if it was something important
at the time

Something deep in my throat
prevents me from speaking
although I really don't know
what to talk about

It's cold in my hands
it's cold in your eyes
it's cold in this room
now empty of warmth

I look out the window
at the house in front
as you gaze at your phone
two different scenes
in which we can get lost
surrounded by the silence
through which it clicks the clock

tick tock tick tock tick tock

Seconds that make minutes
minutes expanding time
nothing more than this

A woman's laughter In the street
pulls me out of my abstraction
and now my attention goes
moving on with her footsteps
with the rhythm of the tick tock

tick tock tick tock tick tock

Regards,

Mora and Marcus
 
Re: The past overtakes me - El pasado me adelanta

Mud and blood


Like that gentle rain
that penetrates the earth
slowly
without hurting it

that's how they were those words
that I do not remember in this today
in which it has rained mud

Everything is covered
by the color of the broken brick t
urned to dust
like dust is what it keeps a suitcase
forgotten at the station
and that no one claims

Rain dust and words
strange trinity
that makes me look in drawers
something that soothes my soul
while the war becomes landscape
behind the windows

Mud and blood
underwater
 
Re: The past overtakes me - El pasado me adelanta

¿Do you want to meet Todd the Ghost...?


When I was a child
I used to talk to a ghost
whenI played alone
in my room
with my drawing books

He was dressed in a white sheet
had sad face and sad eyes
and appeared preceeded
by a sudden cold
that made me put on a coat

His name was Todd

I asked him many things
about Heaven and Hell
and where does our soul go

I left Hell in earth
and Heaven in my dreams
he told me
but there are important things
that you have to discover

21 grams is the weight
of the brightness of our eyes
that disappears when we die

our soul splits in two
one is the sou of mind
the other the soul of light
both in different limbos

to become flesh and bones
they need to meet again
through the tunnel of the chance

God hands out some numbers
among the waiting souls
so that they can go out
to find their other half
through the tunnel of chance

there time does not exist
there is only the wait

One day Todd no longer came
I thought he has been reborn
 
Re: The past overtakes me - El pasado me adelanta

Make me perfume


air air
of yesterday
that mixes with today’s

with which I wrap myself
as if it were a cloak
cloak cloak

soft and warm
soft and warm

that protects me from languor
of what lies still in oblivion
of what lies still in oblivion

air
air of yesterday

make me intangible movement
dilute my shapes
make me perfume x2

take me slowly to his face
let me in his mouth and nose

I will be the aroma that I was x2
 
Re: The past overtakes me - El pasado me adelanta

The Night of the Blackbird


While I listen to the voice
of the blackbird
I look at your face
wondering
why why why
it's impossible to change past

I think of a thousand things
no clear thought
stands out
from the crowd
that stirs stirs stirs
in my mind
screaming words
that cover each others

everything could be so simple
like the games of childs
but you
have made me grave
of your dreams
and mines

we are dead and alive
under layers of time
turned into stones
over our heads

while I listen to the voice
of the blackbird
singing singing singing
to the night
to the stars
that are still what they are
inertia over inertia
like our life
 
What is a woman?


Do you know what a woman is?
She is the ground for all feet
and after
she is the mother, the daughter, the sister, the aunt, the cousin, the friend, the neighbor

The the the the the the the

She moves the world
in the dark
because
she was raped, killed,
sacrificed, hit, abused, hidden, forgotten

The the the the the the the
 
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