Beside me back to that world of
who barely listened,
made of horns and crazy
forest of skyscrapers ..
in mind just a song,
your favorite ..
and you lose yourself free from the chains
daughter of the wind that never ceases to blow against
,
to encode the DNA of the angels
why nobody
had tried to do, with that calm
which
eagles soar, and then loses
in the distance away from the eyes ...
away from the noise ...
from "Special Effects" (2009)
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