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Α​Ε​Ρ​Α​Σ AIR

by Harry Elektron

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Confessa 05:20
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Aпрель 04:59
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Libera Me 05:18
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Siempre estará la noche, mujer, para mirarte cara a cara sola en tu espejo, libre de marido desnuda
en la exacta y terrible realidad del gran vértigo
 que te destruye. Siempre vas a tener tu noche y tu cuchillo y el frívolo teléfono para escuchar mi adiós de un solo tajo. Te juré no escribirte. Por eso estoy llamándote en el aire 
para decirte nada, como dice el vacío: nada, nada 
sino lo mismo y siempre lo mismo de lo mismo
 que nunca me oyes, eso que no me entiendes nunca 
aunque las venas te arden de eso que estoy diciendo. Ponte el vestido rojo que le viene a tu boca y a tu sangre, y quémame en el último cigarrillo del miedo
 al gran amor, y vete descalza por el aire que viniste 
con la herida visible de tu belleza. Lástima 
de la que llora y llora en la tormenta. No te me mueras. Voy a pintarte tu rostro en un relámpago
 tal como eres: dos ojos para ver lo visible y lo invisible 
una nariz arcángel y una boca animal, y una sonrisa 
que me perdona, y algo sagrado y sin edad que vuela de tu frente,
mujer, y me estremece, porque tu rostro es rostro del Espíritu. Vienes y vas, y adoras al mar que te arrebata con su espuma 
y te quedas inmóvil, oyendo que te llamo en el abismo
 de la noche, y me besas lo mismo que una ola.
 Enigma fuiste. Enigma serás. No volarás
 conmigo. Aquí, mujer, te dejo tu figura. The night will always be, woman, to look at you face to face alone in your mirror, free of a husband, naked
 in the exact and terrible reality of the great vertigo
 that destroys you. You will always have your night and your knife, and the frivolous phone to hear my goodbye in one fell swoop. I swore not to write to you. That is why I am calling you in the air 
to tell you nothing, as the void says: nothing, nothing but the same and always the same of the same thing
 that you never hear me, that which you never understand me 
although your veins burn from that which I am saying. Put on the red dress that comes to your mouth and your blood 
and burn me in the last cigarette of fear
 of great love, and go barefoot through the air that you came 
with the visible wound of your beauty. Pity 
of the one who cries and cries in the storm. Don't die on me. I am going to paint your face in a flash of lightnin g
as you are: two eyes to see the visible and the invisible an archangel nose and an animal mouth, and a smile
 that forgives me, and something sacred and ageless that flies from your forehead, woman, and it thrills me, because your face is the face of the Spirit. You come and go, and you adore the sea that takes you away with its foam and you remain motionless, hearing that I call you in the abyss 
of the night, and you kiss me the same as a wave Enigma you were. Enigma you will be. You won't fly
 with me Here, woman, I leave you your figure.
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Unstruck 02:03
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"Om Mani Padme Hum" meaning: in dependence on the Practice of a Spiritual Path which is an Indivisible Union of Method and Wisdom, you can transform your impure body, speech, and mind into the pure Exalted Body, Speech, and Mind of a Buddha.

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4th album of the ΕΠΤΑ SEVEN project

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released September 24, 2021

All music arranged and performed by Harry Elektron, except where mentioned.
Art Design by Alan J Bond / H Elektron
Special thanks to: Swami Vivekananda Saraswati & Pantelis Giannoulakis

UNSTRUCK Records, 2021

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