Onacarom Music
The Music of next Future
Mora Amaro La Loba
Poet, writer, singer-song-writer, arranger, music producer, video art creator, sound researcher, philosopher, painter, fan of acid humor, stupidity scares me!!!
(This information is very summary but what's the point of where I have studied or worked if the only thing that matters is what I do... And this is the sample)
Through the Cracks of Each Day
Raindrops undulate
the clouds and the sky
caught in the puddles
under a dancing fog
that goes and comes
around my soul
Memories are not enough to paint my life
truth and lie talk to each other
inside all the past' drawers
Today I am lost in my landscape
looking for my shadow
to tie her to my feet
and follow my way
Moments of many sides
steps on the edge of a knife
doors and roads lost in oblivion
thoughts and whispers
going to light or to perdition
Flowers for love and death
numbers that do not serve
everything is the way
the way the way the way
in my landscape
Today I am lost in my landscape
looking for my shadow
to tie her to my feet and follow my way
through ny landscape
my steps they go away
I have to follow them
pick up bitter things
that prepare palate for any sweet
laughter in the air for no reason
dreams that perched on elusive shadows
caresses kept in shyness
everything that slipped through the cracks of each day
When Night Falls
when night falls
fears come
and all the lights
seem few to me
to cover their shadow
when night falls
memories come
and any sound
little seems to me
to cover their mouth
fears
memories
they all dance together
in a strange place
with no walls
with no floor
fears
memories
that shake hands
to torment me
Robbers in the mirror
Why those who dream lose their dreams when they
wake up
This video is part
of a playlist titled
Nu-Electronic Melodic
which is composed
at the moment
by 47 music videos
containing
nu electronic-melodic music
full of strength
and surprising sounds
wrapped by lyrics
that leave no one indifferent
Una Maleta llena de cosas que se esconden unas de otras
Yo camio, camino,
camino de la luna
Llevo una falda de flores rojas
que se mecen
entre los pliegues
con el baile de mis pasos
y el vaivén de mi maleta
llena de cosas
que se esconden unasde otras
Cruzo salones y habitaciones
con sus pasillos que sin sentido
siepre te llevan a unas ventanas
disemindas
sobre los riscos de un laberintoç
en mi camino de la luna
LA COLILLA
english subtitled in the video
