Fabi Nicolò
Miscellaneous
Hair
I without hair
I am a page without squares
a perfume without a bottle
a closed door without the handle
marble without a track
a fisherman without his best bait
Don Giovanni without an affair
I without you a scepter without a king.
I no longer want to apologize
if on the head port
this species of jellyfish or forest
is not just a sign of protest
but a refuge for insects
a nest for birds
that love each other don't worry
between my thoughts and the sky
they are the part of me
that resembles me the most
I always live together with my hair oh oh
I always live together with my hair oh oh
I didn't put my fingers inside the plug
I didn't wash myself with bleach
I'm one of those
who wears his hair long by choice
and doesn't use tricks and you
take off your wig
I always live together with my hair in the world
I always live together with my hair oh oh
I always live together with my hair in the world
I always live together with my hair oh oh
You without jewels
you are a page without pictures
a perfume without a bottle
a closed door without a handle
ball without a track
A fisherman without his best bait
Don Giovanni without an affair
You without me
A scepter without a king
A scepter without a king
A scepter without king
a scepter without a king
But when I lose my sense and feel nothing
I ask my hair
to give me the confirmation that I exist
and I represent something for the others
of unique, alive,
true and sincere
despite this
pitiful surge of pride I try
every day that I live
to be a man
And not a bush

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