I see a strange man running silently. He never looks behind him, he has no time to see. He makes no sound, he has no voice. The ground he doesn't feel but he's always on the run, and I wonder if he's real .
Run on, run on, shadow of time
Run on, run on, shadow of time
His first name is today, his last name is tomorrow. He knows no pain, he knows no joy. He doesn't think of sorrow .Fast and small, he's slow and tall. He never stops to rest, but I know where he's goin' ,'cause I know him the best.
Run on, run on, shadow of time.
Run on, run on, shadow of time
His first name is today, his last name is tomorrow. He knows no pain, he knows no joy. He doesn't think of sorrow .Fast and small, he's slow and tall. He never stops to rest, but I know where he's goin' ,'cause I know him the best.
Run on, run on, shadow of time.
Run on, run on, shadow of time.
Run on, run on, shadow of time.
Run on, run on, shadow of time.
( Lyrics : " Shadow of time ", Nightnoise ).
Feel silently sorrow (a slow shadow on the ground ).
3 comments:
una abraçada i espero que no hagis d'esmorzar al Viena aquesta setmana ;*)
Al Viena quan em veuen ja engegen la cafetera i preparen el croissant de xocolata ( sic ). L´aventatge és que no hi ha qüasi bé ningú.
I tú què ? Fent la xocolata amb xurros un Dijous al vespre ?
Ahir tenia festa: sant Narcís, fires de Girona i dijous no tenia gaires ganes d'anar a dormir...
bon cap de setmana!!
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