Vilnius, Lithuania. 2007 March
tell me the story about love
i believed when i was a child.
tell me about passion
it rules the life.
while it's unsatisfied,
it's the strongest.
tell me about freedom.
it's the state of soul,
although it's addictive.
like black chocolate, you know?
no more moments of weakness
i left them in yesterday.
say to me 'no' once,
and i won't say to you 'yes' ever.
wizard, in my world nothing new!
could you make me a cocktail of fantasy?
with absent, chocolate and blood?
maybe a bit of cinnamon for a better taste?
put 'azahar'
i want a smell of spring.
wizard, leave me in yesterday,
if you won't be here tomorrow.
29/04/2008, Huelva
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