I can't stand the improvisation,the laughter in the rain
Don't even deprivation of the body that's insane
My lyrical intentions left me dry and deranged
A sizzling compensation,the love that we exchanged
All the love boys who were gone those days
Michelangelo and James Joyce
Who is the keenest to me,the bowing arm of this chase
Who I loved to be is never found
So profound
So astound me with your kiss
So allowed to walk in the crowd
Noooooooo,no,no,no,no,no is so obese
My greatest and my cheerful saint
You are my doubt
A scholar of necessity,an excess in solemn ground
Chew,chew the diamond doubt and purchase
What's the gap I see in your tears?
How does it feel with all these ''cheers''?
Does the past deny you're a wanderer?
An immigrative bird?
A lion that roars unheard?
Shooosh,my little comrade,I'll hail the battle
Choose not to wish upon me
ΑΦΗΣΕ ΤΟ ΣΧΟΛΙΟ ΣΟΥ
ΘΑ ΜΠΟΡΕΙΣ ΝΑ ΓΡΑΨΕΙΣ ΣΧΟΛΙΟ ΣΕ ΛΙΓΗ ΩΡΑ
ΘΑ ΠΡΕΠΕΙ ΝΑ ΕΙΣΑΙ ΜΕΛΟΣ ΓΙΑ ΝΑ ΣΧΟΛΙΑΣΕΙΣ