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Again

The alarm on my phone will go off again
The razor will irritate my beard again
Priest Victor will officiate his mass again
The iron will burn my shirt again
But you and I won't be, we won't be
 
Smog will take over the sky again
The ice will break off the poles again
The traffic will get on my nerves again
The office worker will get dressed up again
But you and I won't be, we won't be
 
Love will be in fashion again
Your wedding preparations will start again
Along with my curses against fate
And that awful fear of the rain of rice
That will fall in your path
 
Uncertainty will keep me company again
The night will be longer and a little more chilly
And I'll wait for daylight to bargain with melancholy
 
The ghosts of what could have been will return again
So will the questions, so will that noise
I know the sound of anguish and torment
And it's a question of time
For the bells of oblivion to ring
 
Embraces will return to terminals again
Lies will return to the courts again
She'll call me afterwards again
Leave me out of her plans
To add insult to injury
 
I will hold you again, have you again
I will insist over and over to see you again
I will kiss you again, turn you on again
I will find you again so I don't lose you again
 

The Dance of the Deer

How can you be a pilot
Being afraid of heights
How do you find a remedy
When there's no cure
Not even becoming a priest
Leaves one free of sin
 
Because the one who owes a debt
Moans if you collect from him
The cobra doesn't attack
If it's not touched
Whoever touches the blood
Will surely be condemned
 
With the dance of the deer
Come to where they have fallen
On account of so much wrongdoing
There's no room among the living
 
In hostile lands
It never doubles
Brave, there are thousands
Who also beg
Don't plead for mercy
If pity wasn't your style
 
Where there is much deceit
There is no reversal
Follow the protocol
According to the offense
An eye for an eye1
Say 'I'm here' at once
 
Why feign surprise
If the Bible tells you
Everyone who acts in self-defense
Even heaven blesses him
 
Time brings time
Where a wise man said
The sun came out that
Blows the wind away
Why fix
What has never been broken
 
The point is debatable
And very considerable
He is not intangible
And irrevocable
If you speak or act
It's because it's more than decided
 
Of course it's reasoned
Whatever dictates destino
And the dance of the deer
Has the path laid out
 

• 1. Literally, 'the law of retaliation'

The Best of Stories

I was simply on the brink
My heart couldn't take it anymore
But destiny had something in store for me
And put in my path
The blueness of her eyes
 
The sparkle in my eyes was reborn
Making it evident to me
My desires were rekindled
And my latches were undone
Seduced by her nature
 
I began to look for a 'but'
And it was a failed mission
There I knew I was standing
I knew I was standing
In front of the love of my life
 
I have endless number of reasons
I want to give her every bliss
After so many disappointments
Look at me here making songs
Completely praiseworthy
 
I'm going to invite her to something very big
To write the best of stories
 
I'm still looking for a 'but'
And I still can't find it
But wow have I been lucky
This keeps getting stronger and stronger
'Cause there's no way to stop it
 
I have endless number of reasons
I want to give her every bliss
After so many disappointments
Look at me here making songs
Completely praiseworthy
 
Today seems like a great day
To write the best of stories
 

The Waltz of Forgetfulness

Cry for me, because for you to get me back
Oh that's going to be difficult
Pray to the saint you love the most
Or to the one you have the most faith in
You're going to need it
 
And if you pull off the miracle
I'll make myself its devotee
Because if I really come back
It will be confirmed
That I suffer from ignorance
 
Cry for me and cry for me a lot
Suffer for me until it hurts you
Today is the beginning of your failure
And you know what's the worst part of it
Now the one who comforts you is gone
 
Today the memories will be pulled out
Little by little to wreak havoc
Today you will know what I need
 
And it's that if I forgive you
I won't forgive myself
Today, after so, so much
Finally the spell has been broken
It's too late now to appreciate me
 
Think of me until you get tired
That's not going to make me come back
Before my resentment deepens
Or rage overtakes me
You'd better turn back
 
Let's toast to the future
Today the celebration begins
Now your mental complex is over
 
And if you pull off the miracle
I'll make myself its devotee
Because if I really come back
It will be confirmed
That I suffer from ignorance
 
Cry for me and cry for me a lot
Suffer for me until it hurts you
Today is the beginning of your failure
And you know what's the worst part of it
Now the one who comforts you is gone
 
But don't cry just yet
Don't you see I haven't left
Let's dance the waltz of forgetfulness
 

No Memory

[Julión Álvarez:]
I never ask for opinions
But man, they sure do offer them
I seldom ask for favors
Because I pay them back with interest
I get plenty mad from so many questions
When the interrogator
Was at my meeting yesterday
Asking for my help
 
[Alfredo Olivas:]
Well excuse me, he who doesn't listen
Note my dissatisfaction
The people have no fight
Nor any heart
Sir I don't toss in the towel for not being a coward
But it's just that in my situation
I can't find which way to go
But just straight ahead
 
[Julión Álvarez:]
And it's just that still
There are so many mouths to shut up
We still have to put them in their place
So many people who have lost their memory
Who swam next to me in a sea of glory
And simply aren't here now because they wanted and they could
And simply because now
Their tree doesn't have any fruit1
 
[Alfredo Olivas:]
To make it clearer
I'm not putting up any resistance
I'm just asking you a favor
Don't test my patience
 
[Julión Álvarez:]
Don't feel offended, I take responsibility
What I now say hurt
I maintain in a polite way
I believe that's the most reasonable
 
[Alfredo Olivas:]
And it's just that still
There are so many mouths to shut up
We still have to put them in their place
So many people who now have their memory
Who want to return to glory with me
And I simply am not there because I want to and because I can
And know that from now on
We're putting our hearts and minds into it
 

• 1. Literally, their cactus doesn't have any prickly pear