sábado, 8 de abril de 2006


That man whispers me
- only you know; don´t wait for the sunrise
look inside the shadows -
Trash, junkies and an old lord, looking the glass building,
eating the sky tissue with a mouth never ending, never loved.

And fog
all over
before and after

Fog, drinking the city
and the holy visitors from outter space
Only fog we see,
where we go, fog.

That man remains
-Angelus, the true isn´t difficult to find
Fog is guilty-

Nobody see how can i suffer.
Only fog, we know.

.: R e c i t a d o , a q u í :.

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