Oration of an old man

-D to R.-
















...In days of my youth, when I was proud lad of stone, I didn't know the path; I didn't know about Heaven & Hell; but now I'm going blind (can't you see that the waters reached the soul?)

Every night I screamed for my liberation: where is the light at the end of this corridor?

Shades of death surrounded me
if I could kiss you, my love; my sweet, sweet love.





In days of my youth, when I laughed like a little girl...but now my blood was removed and changed, I was absolved from all my tasks...but from all my dreams too.


It's going to rain Love from Heaven for me?


(Did you ever know what is like to live without a hope?
Can't you see these, my tears, that can't stop from falling?)


Where I'm going, you can't come my little heart. My sweet, sweet love.



There's nothing like the past, except the future.