Non Born Songs

If I don´t forget of myself   It´s possible to feel happiness As if it was a rainbow Raising during a falling storm My heart can be the poetry n´ the stone Waking me up deafening me My heart can be the Universe Engineer N´ the cold slate of the drunken sleeping Goddess I can be the lost girl, wet with rain N´ a dreamer smoking in the window I can travel through your life n´ in my own life at the same time I can look for another world in the sky I can look for my castle on an endless path If I don´t forget of myself It´s possible to feel sadness in heaven Whereas we have an idea of hell My heart can be a naked girl seeking an exit N´ the well-dressed millionaire lady My heart can be the said word N´ a thought dying anonymously As if it could choose between the fourth n´ fifth dimension Someone who doesn´t say anything My heart Copyright © 2023 Isiely Ayres [All rights reserved]  

Keep Praying There´s a lack of words But it is worth it as if it was an explanation The day is timeless n´ a wide storm happens at night... it gets dark  Well, I´m leaving I´m taking a huge luggage Good memories hopes of turning back N´ the dream of a better tomorrow Coz´ although everything I felt in love With those lost eyes at the streets When I felt a good heart Was getting lost in tension´s inertia Keep praying So that I get well keep praying So that it doesn't rain tomorrow Thanks for the enchantment and disenchantment I keep praying for you Copyright © 2023 Isiely Ayres [All rights reserved]    

I´m quiet I could speak about the things of skies n´ the Earth But I´m not going to say anything All these entertainment Sundays’ Shows Make me stressed I break the gutters that I still have left N´ I don´t want it anymore I don´t want it anymore I´m done I could speak about the shit The powerful guys are doing N´ about the ETS that shows up over there But I´m not going to say anything Coz´ They are going to think I smoked weed Or ‘smelled the teen spirit’ N´ I don´t want it anymore I don´t want it anymore I already left behind I could speak about Machu Picchu , Nazareth, Jerusalem to forget about what they told was true, to fly n´ go beyond But I prefer to remain silent, so as not to be interned in Villette Or wherever place at Ljubljana I´m quiet… But in the end, I consent to my conviction It seems servility or even presumption… I wouldn´t say I don´t want it anymore, I´m quiet ...    Copyright © 2023 Isiely Ayres [All rights rese