We are all waiting,
For the glorious day,
In which people gather ‘round,
And see the sunshine again
Where flowers bloom,
Where living things scatter,
Where trees giving oxygen,
Seem the things that matter.
Where people are friendly,
Where peace reigns over all,
Where money is just a sin,
That will only make you fall.
But such things do not exist,
In the world I now know,
It is just a vague dream,
For this reality, a foe.
No flowers bloom,
No living things scatter,
I cannot breathe correctly,
And it just gets sadder.
People hate each other,
We cannot get along,
And money is the thing,
That makes this world go round
Sweet as cotton candy,
Are the colors in the sky,
When it is that exact moment,
Where day turns into night.
Orange is the color,
That the sun shares with the sea,
The clouds think it's so beautiful,
As they blush and become pink.
Seagulls and pelicans,
Come flying majestically,
No one will miss this moment,
Not even the smallest tree.
The sun goes slowly down,
until it dives into the sea,
And it surely won’t drown,
As the water is its friend.
The moon is very jealous,
So she comes after the sun,
But by the time she takes its place,
The spectacle is done.
Ayame Robin
Flowers in the sky,
Decorating God’s garden,
So colorful and pompous,
You make all stars feel jealous.
You appear on celebrations,
With a sound so tremendous and strong,
not thunder, hail, nor fear,
could silence all your joy.
I would give up everything,
my things, my life,
To, with a joyous feeling,
soar with you, nothing more.
To be a hero,
Fighting against all tears,
To draw a smile, at least,
changing sadness into tears.
Ayame Robin
To conquer a maiden's heart by Ayame-R, literature
Literature
To conquer a maiden's heart
If you’ve ever wandered,
Into a maiden’s heart,
My advice, which must be remembered,
Will help you, young knight.
As a dungeon,
The heart you will see,
A treasure at the end,
Guarded by a dragon there will be.
Sometimes the dragon,
Is as small as a rat,
And the treasure it guards,
Is superficial and flat.
But the fight is worth it,
When the dragon is big,
And the prize is so precious,
It has made people’s eyes lit.
Ayame Robin
Ni Afrodita lo ha creído,
Ni el tiempo lo ha entendido,
Como es que te he amado igual,
Desde principio hasta final.
Tantos viajes hemos tenido,
Y a nuestros hijos con amor,
Tantas experiencias han venido,
Hasta nietos Dios nos dio con vigor.
Cincuenta años han pasado,
Más valiosos son que el oro,
Y aunque a veces no parece,
Nunca quiero yo que cesen.
Ayame Robin
Algo yo debo decir,
Que yo no puedo vivir,
Contigo siempre a mi lado,
¡Ay! Cómo me he cansado.
Siempre me siento arruinada,
Las veces que veo tu cara,
Nunca me das libertad,
De hacer lo que amo, ¿verdad?
Nunca ya te quiero ver,
Te quiero borrar de mi ser,
Nunca yo te amé de verdad,
Aunque está ahí tu maldad.
Ya se viene el lindo tiempo,
Si me permites no miento,
Seré feliz de no verte,
¡Ay! Tarea, desaparécete.
Ayame Robin
Bola de nieve que su cola mueve,
Siempre me haces feliz en mis tristezas,
Con un hueso de peluche juegas,
Que con lo simple no te estresas.
Con mamita te acuestas al dormir,
Y siempre sabes que te consiente,
Así que cuando trae comida,
Todo el tiempo esperas pacientemente.
Mirada Emocionada tienes siempre,
Cuando nos oyes llegar a casa,
Incluso cuando con nosotros estás,
Después de cinco segundos nos extrañas.
Mucho te quiero ya que al estar lejos cerca de mi corazón te tengo,
Más que mi amiga eres,
Mi hermana te describe mejor.
Ayame Robin
Tu voz tan grande me ha llegado,
Lo profundo del alma ha tocado,
Tan suave es la melodía que cantas,
Fácilmente lágrimas amargas lloras.
Cualquier cantante tu fácil le ganas,
Al mexicano Alejandro Fernández,
Al italiano Andrea Bocelli,
No olvidemos al gran Pavarotti.
A las chicas como hielo derrites,
Cuando tu hermosa voz clara la emites,
A los hombres mayores, haces llorar.
Como gran amigo digo,
Que mi amistad tu tendrás,
Sólo quiero decir un hasta luego,
Porque yo un adiós no querré decir más.
Ayame Robin
We are all waiting,
For the glorious day,
In which people gather ‘round,
And see the sunshine again
Where flowers bloom,
Where living things scatter,
Where trees giving oxygen,
Seem the things that matter.
Where people are friendly,
Where peace reigns over all,
Where money is just a sin,
That will only make you fall.
But such things do not exist,
In the world I now know,
It is just a vague dream,
For this reality, a foe.
No flowers bloom,
No living things scatter,
I cannot breathe correctly,
And it just gets sadder.
People hate each other,
We cannot get along,
And money is the thing,
That makes this world go round
Sweet as cotton candy,
Are the colors in the sky,
When it is that exact moment,
Where day turns into night.
Orange is the color,
That the sun shares with the sea,
The clouds think it's so beautiful,
As they blush and become pink.
Seagulls and pelicans,
Come flying majestically,
No one will miss this moment,
Not even the smallest tree.
The sun goes slowly down,
until it dives into the sea,
And it surely won’t drown,
As the water is its friend.
The moon is very jealous,
So she comes after the sun,
But by the time she takes its place,
The spectacle is done.
Ayame Robin
Flowers in the sky,
Decorating God’s garden,
So colorful and pompous,
You make all stars feel jealous.
You appear on celebrations,
With a sound so tremendous and strong,
not thunder, hail, nor fear,
could silence all your joy.
I would give up everything,
my things, my life,
To, with a joyous feeling,
soar with you, nothing more.
To be a hero,
Fighting against all tears,
To draw a smile, at least,
changing sadness into tears.
Ayame Robin
To conquer a maiden's heart by Ayame-R, literature
Literature
To conquer a maiden's heart
If you’ve ever wandered,
Into a maiden’s heart,
My advice, which must be remembered,
Will help you, young knight.
As a dungeon,
The heart you will see,
A treasure at the end,
Guarded by a dragon there will be.
Sometimes the dragon,
Is as small as a rat,
And the treasure it guards,
Is superficial and flat.
But the fight is worth it,
When the dragon is big,
And the prize is so precious,
It has made people’s eyes lit.
Ayame Robin
Ni Afrodita lo ha creído,
Ni el tiempo lo ha entendido,
Como es que te he amado igual,
Desde principio hasta final.
Tantos viajes hemos tenido,
Y a nuestros hijos con amor,
Tantas experiencias han venido,
Hasta nietos Dios nos dio con vigor.
Cincuenta años han pasado,
Más valiosos son que el oro,
Y aunque a veces no parece,
Nunca quiero yo que cesen.
Ayame Robin
Algo yo debo decir,
Que yo no puedo vivir,
Contigo siempre a mi lado,
¡Ay! Cómo me he cansado.
Siempre me siento arruinada,
Las veces que veo tu cara,
Nunca me das libertad,
De hacer lo que amo, ¿verdad?
Nunca ya te quiero ver,
Te quiero borrar de mi ser,
Nunca yo te amé de verdad,
Aunque está ahí tu maldad.
Ya se viene el lindo tiempo,
Si me permites no miento,
Seré feliz de no verte,
¡Ay! Tarea, desaparécete.
Ayame Robin
Bola de nieve que su cola mueve,
Siempre me haces feliz en mis tristezas,
Con un hueso de peluche juegas,
Que con lo simple no te estresas.
Con mamita te acuestas al dormir,
Y siempre sabes que te consiente,
Así que cuando trae comida,
Todo el tiempo esperas pacientemente.
Mirada Emocionada tienes siempre,
Cuando nos oyes llegar a casa,
Incluso cuando con nosotros estás,
Después de cinco segundos nos extrañas.
Mucho te quiero ya que al estar lejos cerca de mi corazón te tengo,
Más que mi amiga eres,
Mi hermana te describe mejor.
Ayame Robin
Tu voz tan grande me ha llegado,
Lo profundo del alma ha tocado,
Tan suave es la melodía que cantas,
Fácilmente lágrimas amargas lloras.
Cualquier cantante tu fácil le ganas,
Al mexicano Alejandro Fernández,
Al italiano Andrea Bocelli,
No olvidemos al gran Pavarotti.
A las chicas como hielo derrites,
Cuando tu hermosa voz clara la emites,
A los hombres mayores, haces llorar.
Como gran amigo digo,
Que mi amistad tu tendrás,
Sólo quiero decir un hasta luego,
Porque yo un adiós no querré decir más.
Ayame Robin
Poetic verse does not sleep contently within your bones.
You are not made of Shakespearean sonnets.
Metaphors do not cling to your teeth like snowdrops,
and similes do not lurk like assassins behind those false psychic eyes.
Your veins bleed nothing but red.
And your whispers,
they will never leave galaxies
along the length of spines.
So, Dear Heart,
you can take your stars,
your full moon romances,
the many, desperate love letters,
the gag-worthy cliches-
and eat them.
We are all waiting,
For the glorious day,
In which people gather ‘round,
And see the sunshine again
Where flowers bloom,
Where living things scatter,
Where trees giving oxygen,
Seem the things that matter.
Where people are friendly,
Where peace reigns over all,
Where money is just a sin,
That will only make you fall.
But such things do not exist,
In the world I now know,
It is just a vague dream,
For this reality, a foe.
No flowers bloom,
No living things scatter,
I cannot breathe correctly,
And it just gets sadder.
People hate each other,
We cannot get along,
And money is the thing,
That makes this world go round
''A bird that wanders in all kind of art, Transforming her feelings from the heart, To letters and verses on pieces of paper, Hoping a smile can come out of a reader.''