Serpents wrope your legs,
And gnaw my knees.
Our mind is in a dream
And this dream is sadnees.
Hands about heads,
The way is going down.
The peace is so far,
Shining distant like a star.
My eyes see the sorrow,
The exit is my run.
The summer is tomorrow,
In a silver gun .
(composta e musicada em 1996)
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