For many years
The years
Let the angels go
This disorder is
These ordes
And orders
What people very
For people very
For people Trespasses
In the distance
Not stop, not end, three small points ...
This is laughter
Worse
Ridiculous stories
Like fairy tales
We do
Facts without knowing
This is the daily
Falls on the eve
As a shower of snow
Covering our toes
Not stop, not end, three small points ...
For many years
The years
Let my angel password
Before my unmade bed
It is
That defeat when it passes
To show me
That in this world very
That someone in this world
Keeps me
Not stop, not end, three small items ....