Sweden Night/ Winter heart

White as snow
night came into my life.
But it was not just for show
These feelings i couldn´t realize

A heartbeat that stopped
I could only hold on,
hold on
With jealously rage, the high has to come
But when i became all alone?

My heart got frozen
without choice of melting it
and when the shadows all enveloped
I left the desire of a sun risen

Deep in the woods
only me, and the wolf
of my hunger for life
No dreams, no Anger
Just a wished infinite night

The pace was near
but my head was flying away
fused with my fear
I don´t care what some say

Sweden Night/ Winter heart

White as snow
night came into my life.
But it was not just for show
These feelings i couldn´t realize

A heartbeat that stopped
I could only hold on,
hold on
With jealously rage, the high has to come
But when i became all alone?

My heart got frozen
without choice of melting it
and when the shadows all enveloped
I left the desire of a sun risen

Deep in the woods
only me, and the wolf
of my hunger for life
No dreams, no Anger
Just a wished infinite night

The pace was near
but my head was flying away
fused with my fear
I don´t care what some say

internet for refugees

Internet can be a good medium to make charity actions like helping the refugees succesfully, for instance if you choose a good platform to look for helping, like United Nations, your help will be assured.

I believe using facebok to contribute in the search of help is a good medium. Everybody uses facebook everyday, so if Mark Zuckerberg does some advertisements to make people take into account to this social problems, nobody should complain about it

wrong, you´re wrong mate

It´s easy to have a mistake when you don´t think things too much, so after a bad choice you maybe can feel that you need to correct this mistake whatever it takes. But in this case i haven´t done a mistake that I must feel uncomfortable, I just think that i should have done this blog about music and comulsory entries, to the future myself, until it´s too late, think before do something please.

The sadness of guernica

The first time when i saw the Picasso´s Guernica was nine years ago, when i had to do a research about the meaning of the different symbols in the picture. And how shocked  I was when all the
picture tried to represent the sadness and the despair of the war, the bombing of Guernica specially.

All the animals and humans drew there have a dark meaning; while the bull means darkness and brutality, the dove on the other hand means the broken peace of the war. For instance the horse represents the body dying in the course of the war, lefting for example a woman crying after the death of his son.

I´ve never lived a war, and i hope to my children also never live one, because how sad it would have been to impress this sorrow in a whole picture while all your beloved ones are dying when you can´t do anything to stop that.

 For real, it makes me tremble, and all the sadness that the picture makes me feel, it´s something to take into account, for the future lives of our beloved ones.

Riot after Riot

I want to share the lyrics of a song which I translated and co-wrote with a very good friend of mine to his band named Wishkah. It can be a difficult style to understand or agree, because not everybody shares the same point of view about life.

But in my own case, i lived a critical moment with cops (i wasn´t in trouble, but one of my friends got injured and he had to rest a month in the hospital) so we decided to complain about the high abusive way to treat people that police have, not with fists, only with music

RIOT - WISHKAH
They enforced arrest with a blow
To his chest
And many more followed
That man
Folk shook their heads and said
We did:
What we had to do when in doubt

How can I conceive
That someone who fights
For human rights is
Knocked down? Oh no!

She is not an object
Fuck reactionaries
He is not the lesser
Alone they're better than you.

While the fallen folk are buried and their heads,
Children see it, they don’t believe it and they don’t understand.
Before that mob turned to see: how workers shout
And the unemployed relieve them with more strength.

How can I conceive
That someone who fights
For the humans right
Knocked down? Oh no!

We aren’t animals, but even they deserve
More respect than you, bastards!
If only we threatened to overthrow
your twisted way of life
Each blow has your signature … get out!
Riot police get out!
We only need protection from your arrogance

It´s a new dawn

I have to admit that i´m not very fond to do this kind of things, at least since i´ve grown up.
When i was younger i had some blogs where i used to share many experiences about life, like travelling, music and some ideas that pounded my mind; and i was very good on it! but nevertheless
your life changes and you stop doings things that you did before.

And here i am, trying to write the best that i can, even when the writing exam was the worst exam that i always had in the school of languages. Maybe it could be because of my tendency of writing in the same way that i would do in spanish....it is just a mistake that i must correct as time goes by.

Furthermore, i hate to begin a writing with the typical: "Hello, My name is Enrique Caballero and i´m 23 years old, i like music most of all, and travelling with my friends". These are the kind of things that i consider very dull, like if you were spreading your lack of imagination. But i´m here first of all to learn the most that i can, altough my skills are not the best.

I dont want to extend this writing much more, because the more that i write, the more that i have unforgivable mistakes so to conclude this writing i should say: Let´s polish our skills to the maximum!!

Cause i love english, and i love to learn it, so i think this is the best way to finish my writing properly