Like ripe fruit
and torn from the trees
as lacrimal pearls
I adore you in this way
I will sleep when I die
to the swing and cadence
of dried flowers, torn stockings
and your music box with carousel echoes
Each corner returns our history
the avenue and the boulevard
filmed in sequence shot
the glory until dawn
be careful not to break
and a sad tango of bitter love
and end of song
give us back our starting point
to drink and to loneliness
Now I accept the challenge
and I shelter between the frost
of this spring march
and I'll run until it hurts or stops hurting
Each corner returns our history
the avenue and the boulevard
filmed in sequence shot
the glory until dawn
be careful not to break
and a sad tango of bitter love
and end of song
give us back our starting point
to drink and to loneliness
Only among all we can make this a better place :)