A keresés eredménye

Sour cherries

The morning is spent in the shack
for the unrising sun
There's a warm fog flying for a while
urban pigeon far away...
 
Look, the new houses of glass
have the doors painted yellow
don't breathe, now there's not us
with the taste of sour cherries
 
We will go, you know, at the movies
There's a sea-hedgehogs show
Don't smile and don't wait for us
we'll be then at the movie...