Last Drop



 

 

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Close my eyes, a scary world;

river far behind.

All the tears being dissolved,

deep inside my glass.

And this freedom; my ball and chain,

either swim or drown.

Mourning after – can’t remember.

Why am I feeling down?

 

Be prepared to start again

before you start to stop.

And be prepared to fall again

before getting up.

And mind ‘friend’ beware of people,

people who have guns.

And mind ‘enemy’ no mercy,

this is my last drop.

 

This is my last drop.

This is my wreath of roses

wrapped around my head.

 

Shut my eyes, a scary world;

river far behind.

Drank the river with devotion

the sea now on my mind.

The last raindrop, one step closer

straining underground.

‘Til the day the bottle’s empty

and freedom comes around.

 

Find freedom in the sound.

 

Close your eyes

a sea of darkness

is all you’ll ever see.

 

Copyright © Francisco Rebollo 1992, 2014

 

La Luna

Image by: Helen Barth Villareal. Public Domain. Public Domain pictures.net

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Calladita en un rincón

la luna que vela ya.

 

Suspira el amanecer

la luna que vela ya.

 

Llevame contigo amor

mi luna que vela ya.

 

 



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Copyright © Francisco Rebollo 1994

 

Out There

 



Death in youth is the worst thing in life.

 

Shadows, night falls

Like a wounded lamb.

Young blood, runs cold

Tides that rush the land.

 

Someone looks out the window in the dark,

Out there, is there anyone who knows?

 

Sister moon, her love blooms under your light; tonight.

 

Blue light, did you come into my room?

Sleepwalk, and I woke clawing at your name…

 

Sleeptalk you call me from far above;

Out there, is where an angel shouldn’t go.

 

Sister moon, her love blooms under your light; tonight.

 

Out there is where, I wish you well.

Out there is where, you and I die.

Copyright © Francisco Rebollo 1994

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Angel





Image by Derek Quantrell: Public Domain. Public Domain pictures.net
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Angel

 

I, and all the tears I cry

Are waiting all the time

To be by your side;

 

Aeons, and all that’s in between

Wondering where I’ve been

I’m running with the wind

To you.

 

It was only last night,

A beautiful bright light

A flower of love so free;

 

A beautiful urchin,

A life-loving infant

A beautiful love song weep.

 

I never knew that I was so bitter

But when you live it’s not easy to believe

And all the time’s but a little whisper

I never knew that we could have been so free.

So free.

 

My wings for my angel.

Copyright © Francisco Rebollo 1994

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