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Sergio MP Feb 2014
While I sit alone wondering why,
I came this far, and yet so nigh.
El sueño viene, me atormenta,
y dice "no gana quien no intenta"
Mais quel faux rêve m'a attiré?
quel prix y a-t-il à gagner?
quel prix y a-t-il à payer?

Borders are set, love is far,
"living abroad will sure be hard",
everyone said; with goodbyes in their hands.
Y la vida anda, corre, sigue,
y mi ausencia se cementa,
se vuelve firme.
Je serai un souvenir,
un sourire nostalgique

My friends will love the past of me,
the times we shared, the best of it.
Pero yo ya no existo, y cada día me pierdo más;
y ellos no existen, la rutina puede más.
En sentant trembler
ma réalité,
je dis à Dieu, à l'Univers,

"This adventure
better be great;
for love and life
behind are left"
Sergio MP Jan 2014
J'aime la façon dont tes yeux sourient
quand ta bouche est triste;
And the way your nose wrinkles when your teeth show up
as laugh ruins your sadness.
I like how your eyebrows loosen and the valleys

en tu frente se vuelven planicies de alegría.
Me gusta que tengas que esforzarte para estar molesta conmigo.
Et j'aime encore plus  *that I need no effort
for smiling whenever you show up
Sergio MP Sep 2013
I see the sky in my window frame
there is no light, no dark, no haze.
I saw no star, and I could tell,
The sun, like me, fell under your spell.

The sun shall rise and the sun shall fade,
when you say "good morning" and you say "sleep well".
No minute early, no minute late,
the sun is bound just to your face.
My life will keep this new-found sense,
my breathing tuned to your heart's pace.
The days don't follow the sun's advice,
'cause time will stop whenever you smile.

My world turns no more around a star,
but around the curve that is your mouth,
around the sea that is your laugh,
my simple world turned inside out.
Sergio MP Jun 2013
OLD
it was before my chest hurt,
when my feet weren’t sore,
and my hands were smooth.

you loved me before my hair was ash,
when my smile wasn't crooked,
and my speech was fast.

before life came,
before pain came.

before a shadow took over my heart
and we grew apart.

my story went by
wishing i'd done
what was to be done

a lifetime passed by
seeing you be
all you could be

(but without me)
Sergio MP Apr 2013
What are you, if not a whisper?
a knot in my throat, a feel of used air,
a blurry vision, a light that smells?
...
What am I, if not a mess?
a pain in the heart, a sense of regret,
painful collision, a flickering smell?
...
No, you're not,
and no, I'm not.
A long-gone memory,
a mesmerizing melody.
Sergio MP Aug 2012
Pa
Gratitud y amor: eso es lo que siento.// Gratitud and love: that's what I feel.
Las palabras no duran, // words don't last,
pero quiero que recuerdes esto: // but I want you to remember this:
Fueron tu fuerza y tu ayuda // It was your strength and your help
los que me hicieron ser quien soy // the ones that made me who I am
y son tu querer y tu apoyo // and it is your loving and support
los que me llevarán a donde voy. // the ones that'll take me where I'm going.

En mi vida tengo metas importantes, //In my life I've got important goals,
pero ninguna tan relevante, // but none of them as relevant,
como que mis logros sean siempre tuyos // as making my accomplishments yours
y ver en tus ojos siempre orgullo. // and always seeing pride in your eyes
Hacer que tu pecho se hinche // make your chest swell
cuando me llames “tu hijo” // every time you call me "your son"
y que sepas que cuando ríes // and that you know that when you laugh
yo me alegro contigo. // I rejoice with you

Esté donde esté, // wherever I am,
y estés donde estés, // and wherever you are,
siempre serás mi papá, mi amigo, // you'll always be my dad, my friend,
el mejor que pude haber pedido. // the best one I could have asked for.

El día que me muera, sabré que he vivido // The day I die, I'll know I've lived
si viví mi vida tratando de ser  // if I lived my life trying to be
el increíble hombre que tu has sido. // the incredible man you've been
Sergio MP Aug 2012
Opening my eyes this morning,
was a mistake.
´Cause you left my side,
and cold took your place.
The Morning, she came,
and her eye took away,
all the time we had,
all the smiles we shared.
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