Much has already been said
and bold words cannot nourish illusions
and winter knocks at the door
the guest returning from a long journey
hungry looks beg for a little a taste of other people's lives
Before dawn they could surprise us
kidnapped by a dream where clear waters devour our steps on the banks of Morpheus
they are surrounding us and advance with careful steps like lurking beasts
br/>Flee Romeo, time is a tyrant
The song is not of a nightingale but of a lark
Voracious glances pounce
On the proud meal without decency
Before dawn they could surprise us
kidnapped by a dream where clear waters devour our steps
Before dawn they could surprise us
kidnapped by a dream where clear waters devour our steps
on the banks of Morpheus

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