spoke to them
belong to their simplicity
inside us we forgot
any kind of music.
The shadow too arose
to the basket of life
and among it road was
the time collapsed in their mouths.
Machine thunderbolt eclipsed
the meaning called love
between them there were friends
and tons of solitude and happy ends,
but there weren’t shine and its puzzle.
The flyer silence written
in their fugitive song
an aquatic word and their symbol
crashed in front of the attached believing.
Their book were fluid and their demand
was jumping into the slide of eternity
where they found military nature to forgot
again every meaning of the sun.