March 3039 as always in London it rains
but calmly and precisely
I left the underground to reflect alone
on the current situation
Since the war of '21 I have not seen more? no one
of my generation
we are all locked in the house scared of everything,
of an idea, of an emotion
Who knows? what was it like when you could look at the sun
and feel it on your skin until it burned
For? the missiles are leaving today, will I watch them? and they will be beautiful.
March 3000 and something, ? a bright night
there? the artificial moon
on the information screens, on those few still active
everything seems to be normal
Who knows? what it was like when you could breathe the air
and feel it in your lungs until they burst
every night I always dream of swimming
and I feel the fire on your lips that the salt leaves on your lips
Running in traffic, putting on an overcoat
breathing microbes, getting lost in alleys
stumbling over obstacles, relying on horoscopes
getting angry at the clouds, avoiding puddles
S? but...
For?... (running through traffic...)
today the missiles are leaving (put on your overcoat)
will I watch them? and they will be beautiful (breathing microbes, getting lost in alleys)
What?... (stumbling over obstacles)
the missiles leave today (relying on horoscopes)
Will you wait for them? and there will be so many
(get angry at the clouds, avoid puddles)
Why?... today the missiles leave

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