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they mumbled in unison,
and we smoked and dreamed
get over the horizon and were silent about nothing
there was a season of longing, angry, endless March, rumbled for intense boredom and sadness
set sailing wooden boats, drunk whores
under the waltz of Schubert we’ll dance on the roof of the minibus
I forgot how to die, but do you remember those Saturdays?
eyes, words, months went by, years flew by
captured opaque glass
what am I now to pack a backpack and write on birch bark?
about other worlds, about iron soles, about a forgotten past
last year’s snow last night
but are we kinder than everyone? it is so
and when the lights burn out, they will talk about my lighthouses at my leisure
you don’t put on shoes, water circles
where I haven’t been, to meet the vanilla sky
a couple of lines, delight and the smell of bonfires
west, credit east
let's fly out of windows
you'll be a tit, I'm a falcon
someone's life piece
and we'll get wet under the crowns of Canadian maples
you're about mine, I'm about green
and so cool to realize that somewhere there are waiting for us islands
we will someday be remembered sitting at a computer by the monitor
a girl with Coca Cola eyes, the whole world is in them
summer red sang
and when you draw with your finger on the glass a world that cannot be glued
I'll smolder, I'll be nine
do not catch me, I left to be sad and write words of love on the walls
green longing, and all that I was looking for lives only in fairy tales
this world is too dragged
let's dream differently
about the seas, about what much
Have you ever seen the most beautiful wind at dawn?
it's hard not to notice
and their most beautiful children
what are the nightingales singing about? where does the sun go? Kropali burn
let's fly with you from Earth to space and never return
never
and let all idiots
it is raining, no one is waiting for me