A keresés eredménye

I’m Neither From Here… Nor From There

I like the sun, Alicia and the doves,
A good cigar and the ladies of easy virtue,
Jumping over walls, opening windows
And, when I’m crying, a woman…
 
I like wine, as well as flowers,
And rabbits, but not tractors,
The homemade bread, Dolores’ voice
And the sea wetting my feet.
 
I’m neither from here nor from there,
I have no age, no future
And being happy is my identity colour.
 
I like always lying down on the sand,
Going after Manuela with my nag,
And all the time watching the stars
With Maria, in the wheat fields.
 
I’m neither from here nor from there,
I have no age, no future
And being happy is my identity colour.