Holding an apple in my hand

An apple in my hand

Marveling at its natural beauty

When one is hungry,

there is nothing like a golden

from some far away land

You are the apple of my eye

Red, green and yellow ones

Not so easy which one to buy

I wonder where that expression comes from

Why an apple and not a peach?

Although I´ve been told I am a peach

I´ve never been told,

“You are the apple of my eye”

I will keep on eating my favorite apples,

No need to ask me why

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Walking slowly

Breathing deeply
Walking slowly

The sun above me
Feel so happily free

Cool breeze in the air
Gently going through my hair

The sun on my face
Will surely leave a lasting trace

Walking along the path of giant trees
Whispering gentle songs of quiet peace

Feeling good to be alive
Not important when I arrive

Time is still
This moment my very will
As I walk up the gentle hill

I may die on this day
Let my spirit take me away
And be born again in the month of May

copyright alan moliner 2017

Dreaming away down memory lane

Dreaming away down memory lane

Sitting in a compartment on a high speed train

Going back in time from Chicago to L.A.

On my journey to have fun and time to play

Thinking of places I want to go

Nothing to prove and nothing to show

So many memories  I remember so well

Still in my mind as clear as a bell

Looking out the window I can see

Arizona still so beautiful and so red

Can´t wait to get home and sleep on a king size bed

Going back in time

In my pocket only a dime

To have more would be such a crime

Finally seeing the Pacific ocean

My heart filling with such emotion

Gazing at the powerful waves

Swimming through the endless caves

Born to live another life

In my other pocket my handy little pocket knife

Perhaps may even pay visit to my ex-wife

Born again to be free

I will never ever forget thee

Copyright alan moliner 2017

Translation by alan moliner

Soñando por la carretera de la memoria

Sentado en un compartimiento en un tren de alta velocidad

Volviendo en el tiempo desde Chicago a Los Ángeles

En mi viaje para divertirme y tiempo para jugar

Pensando en lugares donde quiero ir

Nada que demostrar y nada que mostrar

Tantas memorias me acuerdo bien

Todavía en mi mente mas claro que el agua

Mirando por la ventana puedo ver

Arizona todavía tan hermoso y tan rojo

Cuantas ganas tengo de dormir en una cama de matrimonio

Regresando en el tiempo

y en mi bolsillo solamente diez céntimos

Tener mas sería un crimen

Viendo por fin el Pacífico

Mi corazón llenándose de emoción

Mirando a las poderosas olas

Nadando a través de cuevas interminables

Nacido para vivir otra vida

En mi otro bolsillo me pequeña útil navaja de bolsillo

Quizas puede que incluso le haga una visita a mi ex-mujer

Nacido de nuevo para ser libre

Jamás me olvidaré de ti

Breathing to another day

Breathing to another day

as the sun shines through the window

Waking up to bring her closer

next to me where we lay

Feeling the softness of her skin

Joining our bodies like a glove

my fingers gently touching every curve

watching her from above

Her smile touches my heart

Her eyes full of love

makes her more beautiful than ever

like a full moon shines in the midnight sky

I know our love will last forever

alan moliner copyright 2016

Respirando otro dia

mientras el sol brilla atraves de la ventana

Despertándome para traerla mas cerca

hacia mi donde estamos tumbados

Sintiendo la suavidad de su piel

Uniniondo nuestros cuerpos como un guante

Mis dedos suavemente tocando cada curva

mirandola desde arriba

Su sonrisa toca mi corazon

Sus ojos llenos de amor

la hace mas hermosa que nunca
como una luna llena que brilla en el cielo de medianoche
Se que nuestro amor durará para siempre

Hello fig tree oh so old

“Hello fig tree”

Hello fig tree oh so old
Magestic you stand
Surviving also in the harsh cold
Your fruit so sweet
trully fit for kings
It really is such a splendid treat
Green figs or dark figs
Of all the fruit you are my favorite
So pleasant to walk in the countryside
finding a fig tree full of your fruit
in the summer when it´s so hot
and the fruit is ripe and sweet,
it´s the time to pick a lot
A dozen or so is just fine
They taste so good just like sweet wine
Fig tree so old
how many things you can probably tell
It´s a pleasure to know you´re doing oh so well
Even Jesus stopped to eat one or two
cause he knew what he needed when he felt a little blue


copyright 2015 alan moliner

Feeling good

Feeling good

Cause I´m as hard as wood

I may at times be wrong

but I do know that I´m strong

to live every day

the best way I can

Although I know somethings

don´t go according to plan

But I do know...... a smile on my face

can leave a lasting trace
to continue on my journey
across the wide open land

Me siento bien
porqué soy tan duro como la madera
Puede que a veces esté equivocado
pero se que soy fuerte
para vivir cada día
lo mejor que pueda
Aunque se que algunas cosas
no salen según lo planeado
Pero si se.....una sonrisa
puede dejar un rastro duradero
para continuar en mi viaje
atraves del campo abierto

copyright 2014 alan moliner

Thinking of you

Thinking of you
out of the blue
Look at me
I feel free
Watch
But do not touch
Sleep
Sometimes weep
The sun
Time to have fun
Pray
Your own way
Smile
A little while
Your eyes
Asking so many whys
Wondering
Thinking
Which way to go
Cause there is nothing to show
Flow
Hear the wind blow
On my face
Leaving me a lasting trace
To embrace
Forever
Always together
Blindess
Kindess
Dreaming
Of fleeing
Inside
Outside
Born
to be torn
Life
Strive
Death
One last breath
Thinking of you

2016 copyright alanmoliner