jueves, 18 de febrero de 2016

Brillo Box

You expect to see when the kairos pass

Expect ecstasy of illusion

Falling night, go travel, light

Life is a dream that never you reach

 

When you know that you will never come back  

Your fragmented memory is going to burst

When you know that you will never come back

Your fragmented memory is going to burst

 

When are you going to find the light?

What are we going to find?

It comes from the illusion

You can not shine more

 

When are you going to find the light?

What are we going to find?

It comes from the illusion

You can not outshine

 

It is a glow, glowing

It is a glow, glowing

It is a glow, glowing

It is a glow, glowing…

 

 

 

 

 

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