Kibashi Sanshin
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Breathe-in loneliness, she came to me
Touch my lips with your emptiness
I putted down my head to accept her
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Sinceras são as cores do mar em tentação.
Serenas são as horas de reflexão
Será que somos vitimas da mecânica do tempo, ou é só uma alucinação?
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Tomaram me em teus desleixos amargas soturnas
Deixaram em minha boca sabor exímio
Roubaram minha palpitação pálidas vozes
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MAN BOMB in KOSOVO, THE LAST KING OF SCOTLAND arrives in BOGOTA
EQUADORIAN BANANAS, secretly located, a CHE statue pridgely turns garbage
Who will save the world? from sub human of NIETZSCHE
the silent OZONE, Coming soon a new movie
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Behind blessed fields
I see the tricks of a naughty child
Maybe whether I close my eyes, I shall spend the boldness as I bought
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Yeah im a kind of cretin!
Who is nothing helpfull
Who dismiss any kind of good reputation
Who is very pride with your authentical incapacity
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Beaten for the bad jinx,
I crossed the way for some squares.
In my drunk and dying steps
I was delaying the rejection that in my shoulders cheated.
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At the whims of the time I left my soul to become vacant
Tasting lies I passed to risk myself!
Restraining the emotions I left to deceive me to the reason
In a disharmony flashing an incautiousness to reach!
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This time, this place, if remembered to you?
All the confrontations and the conquests!
If you could see the future?
If you obtained to be a step beyond?
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In the space between lineses have hiden all the words
While beautiful intentions pacify the hurts
Shout against-sense who have been command my perception
Being in deceits your uncontrolled logic
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Without haste to arrive in a specifical place
Without wishes of reach you
Listening some steps in a dark alley
I've been deny the existence of future
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I'm waking from a nightmare
The sound of histerical people hurt my senses
Throught dirty allies my mind is ambush
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Between the valleys of abstraction
She is lying down with her own desires
In the height of the disdain she delights herself
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Entre les vallées de l'abstraction
Elle se couche avec ses propres désirs
Dans la taille du dédain elle s'enchante
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I wasted my own voice
Betting my right: of choice
Wherever the tools
All the restless fools
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The turn is over for a dealer
and we are still high for a good shoot
there are too many degrees
in a staiway to infamy.
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Kibashi Sanshin Biography
Nietzche wrote once in him book “Moral As Antinature”: Finally, let us consider ingenuous into say: “The man would have to be of such or such way” The reality in the sample a charming wealth of types, an abundant profusion of games and changes of form - and a needy servant of a moralist comments: “Not! The man would have to be different.” This devout pedante until knows as the man would have to be: it paints its picture in the wall and says: “Ecce homo! (here it is the man) ” But exactly when the moralist about only him personal condutctand says “you to it would have to be of such and such way! ”, not yet it leaves of being ridicule. The human being, seen for the front or backwards, is a piece of destination, a law more, a necessity more to that it has to come and will be. To say to it “changes you” is to demand exactly that everything is changed, retroactive. E really had consequent moralistas that they desired to become the different man, that is, virtuoso - they desired remodelled it to its proper image, as pedante: e, for such end, denied the world! The no small madness! No modest type of modéstia! I will never arrive close to the ideas of it and other philosophers, nor to initiate a revolution, but I am proud the sufficient one to look a spark of intelligence, blow the holy ghost or of the same demon in my unconscious one. Perhaps these ideas are fruit of the electricity of the atoms compose that me, or devaneios provoked for ammonia or some drug, perhaps. Perhaps but also this is some thing that makes sensible for somebody, somebody that is in a hospice taking electric shocks. I ain't a writer im just a fever.Im sharing some poems in portuguese language and a few of the better(poems) in english. Tanks)
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Nicotine
Breathe-in loneliness, she came to me
Touch my lips with your emptiness
I putted down my head to accept her
She’s gone like a music over them ester
I didn’t fell the storm until the lightning came
Going away the breathe, she’s going chill
Doing serious speeches while the madness had been burn
My entire youth ness closed in a catheter
Now I’ m Breathing-out nicotine six feet under
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