Today when life is completely intact
Your skin?
Like the evening skies
Hands in the chimera's wind
You call at the top of your voice but without air
You prove that the night is only arrogance
Time to time and soaked in the wind, you think
I think you don't think, you don't look at me, nothing ever shakes you, that winter
le my hands
it's an indecent atmosphere
which is important if to think I come inside and you think
think what you thinking for her think for me
While your cheek was already dry
your hands the undoing
of tears in the morning
while behind your door
I looked at you silent but without air
we are the dropper of the evening
/>what is that sound and what will we ever do
But it's like this
head down hair turned to the ground and sun I don't tremble
but he's crazy we paths in the winter
but we are bodies we are we don't spend our whole lives thinking about what to do but not do, think about forgetting.
I think that you don't think, you don't look at me, nothing ever shakes you, that winter
my hands
it's an indecent atmosphere
which is important if I come inside to think and you think
think what you thinking for her think for me

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