Don't panic the costumes, and the grey
ties, not dare to touch you with the sound of the words for you
I transformed into sounds of laughter hammocks,
of see saws.
not negotiate our love, not kill in the name of truth, I do not underestimate the Manso River
,
they see your light, stop hating.
concave grooves and cracks crack my face,The weight of the seconds that hurt, nothing shakes while bursts. The smiles you have
,
the life force, temperance,
the miracle, the miracle is you.
when the tears wash, my belly vacuum bleed a useless yearning that
it will soon flourish, so that it rains..
the sly flourish. As long as we play, while I see
Every night for you weave stories and songs
hope is despair, and today you whisper in the wind, unread
21 tales 21 songs without your voice.