What little face you live? Your house looks empty
but someone waiting for you.
Slide a sun coming
and fills the room,
rub your hands warm up your wrists lean
How are your angels and virgins
bats?
mix light and color and let you pierce
Sing yet gentle blow, I see the soul
his wound and white under the light flowing
your skin
not keep it hidden
How are your angels and virgins
bats?
mix light and color and let you pierce
(C. Donà)
on Flickr but someone waiting for you.
Slide a sun coming
and fills the room,
rub your hands warm up your wrists lean
How are your angels and virgins
bats?
mix light and color and let you pierce
Sing yet gentle blow, I see the soul
his wound and white under the light flowing
your skin
not keep it hidden
How are your angels and virgins
bats?
mix light and color and let you pierce
(C. Donà)
Dedicated to her, and she is always watching over me, anyway ...
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