Mariposa
I'm sitting by the window that I failed to break, curled up with my knees to my chest, gazing up at the intricate patterns on the ceiling.
The melodic notes of a soft, soothing tune are drifting through the house, filling the air with a sense of tranquility. The music seems oddly familiar, but I can't quite place it.
As I let the gentle lullaby wash over me, I feel the tension in my muscles slowly melting away, replaced by a comforting calm.
Yet, amidst this peace, the melody carries an underlying feeling of unease, almost as if it's trying to convey a message. It's as if the song is playing tricks on my mind, leaving me torn between the desire to drift off to sleep and the inexplicable sensation that I need to stay alert.
Tú eres la tristeza, ay, de mis ojos
Que lloran en silencio por tu amor
Me miro en el espejo y veo en mi rostro
El tiempo que he sufrido por tu adiós
My body shutters as I hear that voice... I know it from somewhere.. so calming.. like a siren song.. reminds me of the summer with Sophie. Perhaps I'm imagining it. I'm certainly tired enough.
My vision blurs as I lean against the wall. The walls almost look like they're vibrating, yet I can't tell if it is because of the blurriness or the cause of it.
Obligo a que te olvide el pensamiento
Pues siempre estoy pensando en el ayer
Prefiero estar dormida que despierta
De tanto que me duele que no estés.
The singer seems like she is desperate, urgent even. I do not speak Spanish, as far as I can remember, yet I find myself singing along. despite not understanding what I am saying (or singing, I guess), I feel like I must let it out.
"Cómo quisiera, ay
Que tú vivieras
Que tus ojitos jamás se hubieran
Cerrado nunca y estar mirándolos
Amor eterno
E inolvidable
Tarde o temprano estaré contigo
Para seguir amándonos"
My vision is getting blurrier as I sing, my brain fogging with it. It sounded like the voice was getting louder, or maybe closer.
The walls seem to be shaking like an earthquake at this point.
There is a dull ache in my head, which is more annoying than painful. It feels like I can't get up. Where is Chris? Did he do something to cause this? I don't understand this feeling.
There's a shadow of a person on the wall, but I don't see the person creating the shadow.
Sé que pude haber yo hecho más por ti
Oscura soledad estoy viviendo
La misma soledad de tu sepulcro
Tú eres el amor del cual yo tengo
El más triste recuerdo de Acapulco
My vision blurs more as I finally dose off, a butterfly landing on me as the world fades away. Where did it come from?
Amor eterno
Eterno
Amor eterno, oh
Eterno
Ah-ah-ah-ah
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Mariposa
Mystery / ThrillerIn the midst of complete and utter darkness, I can hear two distant men's voices echoing through the void. One of them has a smooth and sultry tone that makes my heart flutter, while the other is calm yet seductive, sending a tingling sensation up m...
