A thousand thoughts
Not to control by the brain
To escape and to wander
Only for the truth
Where are we going to end
On the deserted island
Only a book and a glass of wine
Drowning in the readable drama, slowly getting drunk by emotions
On the deserted island
Drowning in the eyes of the other half of your soul
Only each other and two glasses of wine
Together staring at the sun going doing, getting drunk of romance
Are we staying where we are today
Not to control by the brain
Not knowing whether we are unhappy
Or are we leaving the sinking ship.
1 comment:
Great! the english version I wanted to read. :-) I had some days without visiting. I linked this blog.
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