Friday, October 16, 2009

Grind

Performed by Brownbuds
Music by Milo Miranda
Words and melodies by Glenn Ala


There's a buzz in my ear as the lights slowly dim
I can hear people sing to the music in my dream
Oh the beat brings me up to a high where I've never been
And your dancing and grinding are making my head spin

Grind, baby, grind, baby
Come on and shake your body
Grind, baby, grind, baby
Come over let's get busy

I can see how you love how I sing close to your ear
How our sweat drip and mix when we touch skin to skin
And I feel your blood pumping with your body gyrating
So come closer and open the door to let me in

Grind, baby, grind, baby
Come on and shake your body
Grind, baby, grind, baby
Come over let's get busy

The room is full and the night so young
You're too beautiful, that's just fine
Swing to my song let me take you home
Grind, baby, grind, come on!

Grind, baby, grind, baby
Come on and shake your body
Grind, baby, grind, baby
Come over let's get busy

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The Chronicler's Creed

Where there's water and sun, where there are friends to see or new people to meet, where there's something new to learn, experience, or do, where there's life, there I will be.

LA POESÍA

Y fue a esa edad... Llegó la poesía
a buscarme. No sé, no sé de dónde
salió, de invierno o río.
No sé cómo ni cuándo,
no, no eran voces, no eran
palabras, ni silencio,
pero desde una calle me llamaba,
desde las ramas de la noche,
de pronto entre los otros,
entre fuegos violentos
o regresando solo,
allí estaba sin rostro
y me tocaba.

And it was at that age... Poetry arrived
in search of me. I do not know, I do not know where
it came from, from winter or a river.
I do not know how or when,
no, they were not voices, they were not
words, nor silence,
but from a street I was summoned,
from the branches of night,
abruptly from the others,
among violent fires
or returning alone,
there I was without a face
and it touched me.

- An excerpt from LA POESÍA (Poetry) by Pablo Neruda