After a long wait, here the result of my "tranche creative, but do not expect anything for the future. Paganini does not repeat ... maybe ;-)
WIND
behind me walking down the street fast
the city sleeps the night before did not wake up
gate silence inside me, I think it
and revived a bitter tear over time is that upon me feel
get a voice that blows is the tomorrow, talk to me, calling me
wind takes me away from the old days
and dreams never born in the years with her
wind does not leave me here
you reach out and fly
far beyond the darkness that is in me
towards the sun that now is not
above the houses and streets thoughts
already forgotten but not the reality is a lie that will not last
you can not escape is not a flight is only an illusion
and does not need to look away what you do not have
within me an answer now is no wind
my dear, I am nothing more I miss
flavor of the sea and love that song with me
wind I'll leave you here the night is over, and suddenly life is reborn
the sun is shining for me, above me
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