Height turns me smaller
and I can't help it.
My thoughts get stuck,
piled up
in my treasure, and there they wait for me.
Yesterday I dyed
in blood color
my dreams,
and there is nothing sacred
that can amuse me anymore.
I will get that smile
if I can pay for it.
It will be one of my favourite ones,
gathered
in my treasure, and there they wait for me.
Yesterday I dyed
in blood color
my dreams,
and there is nothing sacred
that can amuse me anymore.
Yesterday I dyed
in blood color
my dreams,
and there is nothing sacred
that can amuse me anymore.