Adobo Criollo Sergio Antonio Ortiz Rivera

what is faith that does not doubt— death, insomnia of shadows?

friends say you have a new lover I'm not  the one you're taking home... broken bottles on the dance floor

we die  without  saving the world … find beauty in the remnants of dead butterflies

death … the insomnia of shadows

el insomnio de las sombras la muerte

naked...  before the mirror a thousand sorrows

you idiot the impression I get is that you’re leaving me… loving you is like predicting a séance

I want tell the stars about the silent tears hidden behind the doors of this lifetime— unrepeatable night with you

el amor  te crema,  que quieres de el— entrégate 

now what? I imagine you giving away the scent of your body…

el olvido … una huella en la arena de tu cuerpo

toss the pieces of my broken heart to the wind don’t make me say yes when I want to say no

I’m like the sun, all alone I survive the thunderstorm, I’m like the flower that opens up after it rains

listen to the harmonies of my skin… I’m holding a daisy that tells me yes, or no

I wanted it to be more than just a habit I wanted to travel across every inch of your skin, but I became your puppet

give me one last moon stay tangled in my hair tonight… titillating heart

sometimes I think I’ve stopped loving you … I run out to find a friend, and wake up in some stranger’s bed

our last night together— let’s end it with a bang … forget about the hurt stop holding on to miracles

earning my strips wasn’t easy, and even though there’re no regrets I miss the parties by the sea

hay tanto territorio entre nosotros— derrotados

todo me retorna al tiempo en que tú estabas aquí, cielo,  aquí

encontré mis pies entre las faldas de tus montañas cielos y océanos

let me take a photograph, that's if you're  here alone... it's cold out here, baby so don't let me down

you keep backing  me up against these walls... loving you  in the dark isn't my fault sorry but I have to go Inspired by Adeles song, love in the dark

you back me up  against these walls... loving you  in the dark isn't my fault sorry but I have to go

the pain comes  at the moment I leave... don't realize that I'm your remedy, promise you won't fall apart

there's a voice singing to me on the radio … everyday occurrences are the greatest gifts I have, me and you— a simple formula

now what? I'm losing my voice calling you... who will you let lie  on your back if not me

life without pain  doesn't taste the same... I'm no longer  the owner of my heart can't find it, can't find it

take  my clothes off  slowly...  be careful not to wake past fiascos

naked, because my skin  disguises  a thousand sorrows, in front of the mirror

your smile sells happiness... I live crazy with desire finding myself in your kisses

what light did you leave on inside me?... sometimes a star’s silence provokes my tears

he's dressed  in the clothes I threw across the floor... why are we pushing  this tragedy up a mountain

de laisser l'étreinte  sous les lumières parisiennes  baissant jamais dans la peur de l' obscurité salope  sans vergogne de la terreur

for Paris let's hug under Parisian lights never crouching   in the dark, fearless of the unrepentant bitch of terror

November  a month sheltered  in smiles-- Your countenance  makes my heart malleable blessed  are  the First and Second nights in the cities  of men's hearts* ... dawn is about to appear * Gleanings From the Writings of Bahá’u’lláh

I am a warrior  unafraid of cavern air—  my attachment  to you, wounded Valkyrie,  is running out

you vanished in a hint of smoke-- I walked on stilts, twirling  in the breeze

stifled song, the realization of no longer        breathing in memories, faded urge for intimacy

what happens  to an interrupted dream, does it droop like a bulky stem of ripe tomatoes ?

 Traffic She ran onto the street naked. It was the last frontier, a desperate plea for help.  We were shaken, ashamed, and helpless. it feels as if we've met... I used to watch you walk in the rain and saw you go under

a los quince zozobre a orillas de un faro a los treinta compre una falda azul para mi sepelio hoy me duele el elegía en la barca mezquina del alba y vengo arrodillarme ante la locura

I'm hollow, are you listening I'm in El Paso dreaming about what  happened between us

it's no mystery we're running out  of time when I'm with you songbirds cry