Maybe I´ll wake some time under the shades and surprise myself unexplainably rested turning my vision find light among the nothingness something perfect, brilliant, masterly stolen.
Tag: opera
Tim’s Café (country song)
i am waiting for you at Tim’s café i know that you won’t show up i am writing in a little diary a color pencil symphony or a simple pop song for the radio
full of pain
She dress for me my soul, With full of pain. How long I can cry anymore, Its takes too many lifetimes, To forget, to regret, to come clean from this all. One song, one memory, ones its to long, and its makes my hart fall.
opera for the dead
Drink the wine, my love. Feel it flowing in to the veins, my only love. Feed by this spell, deadly bride.