Stupid, alcoholic, dark and sad
The hour hangs over us
as we mirror each other
in the room mizi we live
It doesn't mean descreieraÈሉማi È჈i goi
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Time lost in smoke
Unfortunate anyway
More you'd better be ashes
Contempt hides
Under the gentle faces
What do they serve a paradise
With the gray eye we smile
With the little gray eye
Because everything is not a closed space
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Brutized and alcoholic and maladjusted and proÈsirti
Time offers you only mud
in it you mirror
in it you live
And you no longer know to look back
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INVIA LE CORREZIONI