Paroles de The Sparrow-Minister
An empty room, a window in white,the dark outside, the light inside
on him alone,
his knees on his throat
makes up thoughts...
marble background, surrounding similar,
the heart of wood has deep furrows.
A fire of impulses
slides down the body
As a lightning in the darkness,
a whirling in the room of thoughts
hangs with a firm attitude.
The jockey of innocence
guides that image in light
for a mental exploration
in some frames of soft reality,
and always in their following
I look your you...
Oh my nest could never be
either yours.
Oh your head could never be
under my wings.
Why didn't you fly up I look for you...
remembering...
When you took my heart away
I never felt a sense so strange
so I realized that I need only you
Flying, I can see you,
Shining, in my dreams again.
A fire of impulses
slides down the body
As a lightning in the darkness,
a whirling in the room of thoughts
hangs with a firm attitude.
The jockey of innocence
guides that image in light
for a mental exploration
in some frames of soft reality,
and always in their following
I look your you...
Oh my nest could never be
either yours.
Oh your head could never be
under my wings.
Why didn't you fly up I look for you...
remembering...
When you took my heart away
I never felt a sense so strange
so I realized that I need only you
Flying, I can see you,
Shining, in my dreams again.
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