I Have Often Lost Myself In The

Death, Lonely Death, Beneath The Withered Leaves.

The Bride, The White Bride Today A Maiden, Tomorrow A Wife.

Variación / Variations El Remanso De Aire Bajo La Rama Del Eco. El Remanso Del Agua Bajo Fronda De Luceros. El Remanso De Tu Boca Bajo Espesura De Besos. * The Still Waters Of The Air Under The Bough Of The Echo. The Still Waters Of The Water Under A Frond Of Stars. The Still Waters Of Your Mouth Under A Thicket Of Kisses. Translated From The Spanish By Lysander Kemp

I've Often Lost Myself, In Order To Find The Burn That Keeps Everything Awake

The Two Elements The Traveler First Captures In The Big City Are Extra Human Architecture And Furious Rhythm. Geometry And Anguish.