2018.04.07.
Gran Paradiso
If you love something, let it go.If it returns, it's yours.
If it does not return
It never belonged to you
Or it never made itself yours
Because what is the sky
If not something that makes itself present?
If in your chamber
A paradise you cannot find
There is no chance at all
One day there to enter
Tears do not trickle down
Bombs do not explode
Lives do not go away
People do not get hurt
Taste does not differ
There is no pain
The amen does not get objected
The however does not get rushed
The love does not get undone
The dead stars do not get declared
Because the firmament is cloudy
A heart does not get filled with ashes
Neither a feeling of wings is robed
The big dwelling place is the tidy house.
It is the poise for admiration
It's the address that needs peace.
Tears do not trickle down
Bombs do not explode
Lives do not go away
People do not get hurt
Taste does not differ
There is no pain
The amen does not get objected
The however does not get rushed
Bullets do not settle
Weapons do not click
Faces are not vain.
Brothers do not attack each other
Colours do not stand out
Bad people do not shake hands
Do not say goodbye to good
Do not say good-bye to what you have
The love does not get undone
The value is made
Tears do not trickle down
Bombs do not explode
Lives do not go away
People do not get hurt
Taste does not differ
There is no pain
The amen does not get objected
The however does not get rushed
The love does not get undone