Saturday, April 15, 2006

Mysterious Boy

Antony is singing and it's a bit late.
The entire lyrics make me think
That he will say something special
and in a deep sleepy state I waite.
The song is almost ending
and nothing was said

I am the saddest
friend of the mysterious boy
All his words don't say a thing
as I would like to hear Antony sing.

The morning is arriving.
Birds are starting to awake.
The piano becomes my pillow
and the voice my dream.
But nothing is said.

I am the saddest
friend of the mysterious boy
All his words don't say a thing
as I would like to hear Antony sing.

to a new friend

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