27 de Julio 2007
Aqueous transmission
I'm floating down a river.
Oars freed from their holds long ago.
Lying face up on the floor of my vessel.
I marvel at the stars.
And feel my heart overflow.
Further down the river.
Further down the river.
Further down the river.
Further down the river.
Two weeks without my lover.
I'm in this boat alone.
Floating down a river named emotion.
Will I make it back to shore
or drift into the unknown?
Further down the river.
Further down the river.
Further down the river.
Further down the river.
I'm building an antenna.
Transmissions will be sent when I am through.
Maybe we could meet again further down the river.
And share what we both discovered...
Then revel in the view...
Further down the river.
Further down the river.
Further down the river.
Further down the river.
I'm floating down a river.
I'm floating down a river.
I'm floating down a river.
I'm floating down a river.
Aqueous transmission. Julio 2007.
La gente enseña para disimular su ignorancia, lo mismo que sonríe para ocultar sus lágrimas.
Escrito por Xabier a las 27 de Julio 2007 a las 08:00 PM