
Soothe your fear, we’re off where it’s warmer
I am the barely-living son of a woman and man who barely made it
But we’re making it
jutros samo lagani san remo, cvike na glavu i guštanje..
Non so dove i gabbiani
abbiano il nido,
ove trovino pace.
Io son come loro
in perpetuo volo.
La vita la sfioro
com’essi l’acqua
ad acciuffare il cibo.
E come forse anch’essi
amo la quiete,
la gran quiete marina,
ma il mio destino è vivere
balenando in burrasca.
Vincenzo Cardarelli
autor: DonTravolta, 10/06/2022
Arhiva

I am the barely-living son of a woman and man who barely made it
But we’re making it
She’s not at work, she’s not at school
She’s not in bed, I think I finally broke her
I bring her home everything I want, and nothing that she needs
I thought she’d be there holding daisies, she always waits for me
She thinks she missed the train to Mars, she’s out back counting stars

A couple times last week
I tried hard to speak
A couple times a week
I might know how to speak
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