Tuesday, October 17, 2006

Moonlight Sonata

At last,
(damned reaper to hell),
there are seven days light
the song, you sing is depressing
Running about saving the day
The noise is pride again today
Why is thy wildly smoking?

Demon of time
He is probably a highlight
Put out passion, no slide, day into night
A clouded heaven saves a black jay
or so they say...
The voice is pride again today
Wildly making oneself merry...

1 comment:

Madeira Inside said...

A tal música :P
Meu queridinho! Anima-te!! Mesmo sabendo as circunstâncias em que te encontras!!

Um beijinho
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