Flash begi batean
Itoiz
In the Blink of an Eye
Later...
caressing the walls of the night
which seeds are sprouting with music?
later...
completely bewitched by magic
cigarettes seem like burning eyes
Darkness, darkness, darkness
are your hair strands igniting... or not?
I'm inside your web
Later...
I love the pain collection
bicycles climbing up our backs with a wheelbarrow
later...
sitting on clouds
unable to escape from the museums of utopia
Breeze, breeze, breeze
are your hair strands igniting... or not?
I'm inside your web.
