2021.01.10.
Hanoi Café
Meeting in dreams
Hanoi Café
There where the sun rises
And the wind draws your face
Meeting in dreams
Hanoi Café
There where the path ends
And the children draw mirages
Meeting in dreams
Hanoi Café
There where the sun rises
And the wind draws your face
Meeting in dreams
Hanoi Café
There where the path ends
And the children draw mirages
The children draw your face for me
The children draw your face for me
The children draw your face for me
Meeting in dreams
Hanoi Café
There where the sun rises
And the wind draws your face
Meeting in dreams
Hanoi Café
There where the path ends
And the children draw mirages
2018.09.16.
Morning in Toucanopolis
When, the soft and pale glow of the morning
Slowly on us déteind
When the world gets wet and
When, outlines, colors, spray
We escape and are only one
We get lost in the mists
When the horizon turns
Those are our souls who are loitering
When the horizon turns
Those are our souls who are loitering
And who panic
And who panic
In the vapors that plagued
Those are our bodies that hover
And who take off
There so feverish and still asleep
An alarm clock without making any noise
Seeking shade of trees
We caress, find ourselves, numb
In the sand as in a bed
When dawn is so tender
When the horizon turns
Those are our souls who are loitering
And who panic
And who panic
In the vapors that plagued
Those are our bodies that hover
And who take off
Alone, in a cloud, an endless dawn
Where are all the paths leading us
We get lost there so well
Alone, in a cloud, an endless dawn
Where are all the paths leading us
We get lost there so well
And who panic
When the horizon turns
Those are our souls who are loitering
And who panic
In the vapors that plagued
Those are our bodies that hover
And who take off