I am not nothing. Never will I be nothing. I cannot want to be nothing. Aside from this, I have in me all the dreams of the world.
Italy
August 22, 2008
in the night, walking along small roads immersed in the forest...
with a single company of old CD, in those long and empty streets almost melancholic...
although in August them the night is always a little cold ..
I do not see any moving machine, with some cycling and people walk, turn a light bulb...
I look at the long journey some fox cross the road..
you can see some small house occasionally, all in a landscape very monotonous at times, almost disturbing...
- 1 Comment
- Comment on this
01:54 AM May 20 2009 |
|
---|---|
losifer
|
July 20, 2008
that ends where my fingers,
should begin,
in some way a guitar ...
freedom I have seen sleeping,
in field grown,
Sky and money,
Sky and love,
protected by a barbed wire ...
the homeland is the glory of another hero to the memory ...
April 10, 2008
A black butterfly in a dream that no longer knows fly
And seeking help from everyone in a dream but nobody wants to give him
Then asked to speak at least a few words dream
But it is black and not know anyone fly longer wants in a dream
A black butterfly in a dream that no longer knows fly
Help dear friends but says anyone wants to listen
One last time together with you portatemi
Bring the top again and I go alone I go
The black butterfly flying in a dream
The butterfly black flies again
A black butterfly in a dream that no longer knows fly
And seeking help from everyone in a dream but nobody wants to give him
Then asked to speak at least a few words dream
But in black and does not know any more fly longer wants in a dream
The black butterfly flying in a dream
The butterfly black flies again
One last time together bring with you
Bring the top again and I go alone I go
The black butterfly flying in a dream
The butterfly black flies again
- 1 Comment
- Comment on this
03:35 PM Feb 03 2012 |
|
---|---|
butterflywings
|