False Friends

It is not the age that moves my scorn
But those who in the age are born
I cannot count the friends that broke
Their faith, the honied words they sopke
In whom no aid I found, and made
The devil welcome to their aid.
May I so best we shall agree
never look on them nor they on me .

Abul Atahiya


Soy el fuego que arde tu piel
Soy el agua que mata tu sed
El castillo, la torre yo soy
La espada que guarda el caudalTu el aire que respiro yo
Y la luz de la luna en el mar
La garganta que ansio mojar
Que temo ahogar de amor¿Y cuales deseos me vas a dar?
Dices tu: Mi tesoro basta con mirarlo
Tuyo será,
Y tuyo será

I am the fire that burns your skin
I am the water that kills your thirst
Of the castle, I am the tower
The sword that guards the treasure
You, the air that I breathe
And the light of the moon on the sea
The throat that I long to wet
But I’m afraid I’ll drown in love
And which desires will you give me?
Just to look is treasure enough
It will be yours, it will be yours.

Wherever I May Roam

And the road becomes my bride
I have stripped of all but pride
So in her I do confide
And she keeps me satisfied
Gives me all I need

And with dust in throat, I crave
Only knowledge will I save
To the game you stay a slave
Rover, wanderer, nomad, vagabond
Call me what you will, yeah

Oh, but I’ll take my time anywhere
Free to speak my mind anywhere
And I’ll redefine anywhere
Anywhere I roam
Where I lay my head is home, yeah

And the earth becomes my throne
I adapt to the unknown
Under wandering stars I’ve grown
By myself, but not alone
I ask no one

And my ties are severed clean
Less I have, the more I gain
Off the beaten path I reign
Rover, wanderer, nomad, vagabond
Call me what you will

Where I lay my head is home
Carved upon my stone
My body lie, but still I roam, yeah, yeah