How I hate you!
I see your shadow hovering,
dark about me.
Your eyes devour me!                          
Your claws cuddle me!
Tenderness burns me
Oh how I love you!
I like you in the dark of the night!
Expectant wish that you pull my legs apart
And then, I cry silently, my love
I want more and more of this ardor
I'm pulling for you!
I want you mine!
And at the end of this fire, I think
How I hate you, my love!                                      
How I like you, my stupor!
I do not know what to do!
I do not know what to want anymore!
But far from you ... no !!
Because I hate you forever
And I do not want to lose you.
My love!


Jorge d'Alte                                                      

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On some spring days I can see your smile                
There in that sky where the angels fly
In many ways it is still very much alive
Cause the love you gave me I kept
I see the world in the steps I walk and step on
I see in her eyes the pains that people
They tell me places I never suspected
Tell me that death can be so alive.
She saw the world through my smile
She told me that the dream spell was our way.
Found paradise beyond the stars                                            
She took me in the breeze that flees like fragile twig
Hand in hand taking me taught me how to fly
There in that sky where the angels fly
The dream was the way to reach me
And now together we fly where the angels fly.





Jorge d'Alte                                                    


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May be it’s a beautiful lie
All this that you say to us
But we’re sure you dream
For a sucker of love
Somewhere a lewd eyes, shines
In a edge of a smile
Fantasy and mystery are there
All our feelings blow away
Heart beats strongly, inside
Tenderness is, in the hands that touch our skin
The mind flows and spins around, as a wind mill
While the mouth, lower whisper
Words of wisdom and love
May be it was only a dream!

May be it’s only a beautiful lie!


Jorge d'Alte


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In the jungle
A cry of pain
Each one shoots
Sharp words
What turns into blood
And the streets are rivers.
Full of rags of hate and rage.                
The white and calm snow
Fall in petals slowly
Missing steps that mark a life
In his corner, a child's play
The toy is a real weapon - alright
That's all they know.
All they need to play
And your day is the night.
Your empty souls
There is no joy and love
When guns sing - it's rock and roll
And they dance between shots.
Falling on the ground, looking at the sky
Then God wakes up
Send your angels - ask why?                                          
Songs of birds
They are ballads that do not know
A turbulent sea
Inside grows
Waves of blindness
That comes and goes
How could they hear
In feelings of storm
This is the fight full of greetings
And the streets are rivers.
Full of hate rags and rage
Grow as the trees grow
Your arms are curls
No leaves or flowers
And they will always be children.
But your smiles are pitfalls
Where the hunting falls
And the streets are narrow
Where the shadows become demons
Crows of souls                                                
Fool gang


Jorge d'Alte

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RockRock. rock me baby,rock
You don't let, let me listen the wind
 His whispers brings me
Past dreams, youngness loves
and my, my adventures of love
Rock, rock me baby, rock
The love, love is an easy game
Shared by you and me
laying on beds of crude linens
and this feeling inside
that from my chest drunks your closed lips
and so a new dawn will shine
and the dance of our tears
the fire of our wisdom
skies touched but never winned
will smile forever in my heart.
Rock, rock me baby,rock!


Jorge d'Alte

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Hello!
Baby do you want to dance?
I'm a poor sad lonely boy
and I need you baby.
Lets  your head nest on my shoulders
fly in the music waves
Strongly bound me against your warming body.
let me feel you want
let me smell your wish
and dream, dream, dream.
You baby
give me a chance
to feel myself well again?
Noot  a bit of pain.
Not  a tear going down and down
lost as rain
sliding on a dark road away.
Let me dream, dream dream.
Give me life , love; be my sunshine.
I'm a dreamer, dreamer!
Helo!
baby do you want to dance?


Jorge d'Alte



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I had a shape of a bird
and flew forward
My angels wings                                  

were fire in the setting sun
describing draws in the sky; Things!
deep memories colosed as a son
that gows in the womb
Somewhere mu cold tomb
hide bones
Undone
by the brezze  of times
Undone? yeah undone!
Dusty
dust tio dust as the story goes
cold tears mourning sliding to the toes
and the wind of dead scrools up my soul
and the flesh dry while i'm in the sky as a soul      
Undone!

Jorge d'alte



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