Dawn breaks
And life, this procession, passes by
The snow falls
The dancer wakes up, 'Stretch
I'm going on foot
From my bed to my table, there's no bus
To say that I'm going to stay
All day
Sitting
Noon already
And life, this merry-go-round, whirls
Sounds of forks
All these leftovers that we throw away
It's for me
Then comes the evening
The lovers in the closet
It inspires me
To say that I'm going to spend
All night
Sitting
It's still sad
To be screwed to your chair to my Age
Like an old Englishwoman, a mummy, a hostage
Yes I am the hostage of my head
Everything I see through the window Be
Move in
It's not my party
If I'm all the time
Sitting
You butterflies Pinned
A beautiful summer night on my beach
You, torn lovers
Lying down ©s on paper, very wise
It's my turn, look
I have a voice to sing
I have feet to run
J 'I'm not going to stay all my life
To write

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