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.
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 :.