…comes from the silence…slowly moving The goddess Sadness, city sleeps then… Why is she knocking on my door? Heartbeat moves the floor Bells ring, tick the clocks, no light – will she dance tonight?
Don’t you adore her? Wait for her or something? And now she is shooting, with love and the laughter, love and the laughter.
You got to miss her this time.
Silently sneers dances with fears in the garden of down and the burning trees. Keep in there silence, please.