terça-feira, 19 de agosto de 2014

BALLAD OF THE DRUNKEN MAN





Her silence is almost like a breeze
and as they  were in the winter
all got frozen

That man only look at it feeling lazy
he had traveled many roads
and did not to prove anything for anyone

He just contemplated that issue thinking twice
and he doesn’t care about to crack that whole ice

Glancing towards to the other direction he feels the wind;
the wind changes
the wind always changes
ever and ever...

                                         
                                     Morpheus

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