21 march 2012
4000 Watts
The bottle swung next to me.
The shivers blink and want blood...
Time stopped, my ears became deaf.
Who will see me, when I cry?
Treasure of my being is the luck...
Yesterday the landscape became an alley.
They dropped me like an old book.
My soul is an immersed tank.
I know you forget me easily.
My soul plays alone on the violin...
In vain, nowhere any work.
If I see my parents' eyes,
The weight of inertia hurts me.
The pain carries off my hands.
This scruple beats me on my heart...
I am a machine in the volley.
I march (maybe forever).
Somebody's always chasing me,
I can't become a stone.
4000 Watts make me...
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