Che Jardins

Che Jardins

Frank fuge prin gradini
Respirand tavalit in dramatic
O poveste
Peste un postament scolar
Care zacea... stramb de timp
Care devenise suport de munitie pentru AKuri

...now that the frailed guard is gone

Scattered pe bloody floors
&burgundy waters
Povestea se opreste

Now I am the field
Wet silent hat floats over me
Cu o cutie neagra desen pe frunte
Pe sub un pod alb
A folly rare find, really
Drifts into quiet gloves
Far away from herds of emotions.
A lizard thru the skin below the eyes
Patrunde apele
A folly hat actually
In the stomach of the lizard dissolves
To meet The Eyes of Che
Over the sea where all is
Where the skull says you're all the same

Che Jardins

Frank runs thru gardens

Scaldat in Dramatic breathing harsh and solid

A story...

Over a scholar wooden stand

Lying there crooked of time

Which became ammunition holder for the AKs

Now that the frailed guard is gone

Scattered over bloody floors

& burgundy waters

The story settles

Now I am the field

Wet silent hat floats over me

With a black box drawn on forehead

Passing under a white bridge

A folly rare find, really

Drifts into quiet gloves

Far away from herds of emotions.

A lizard thru the skin below the eyes

Creeps into waters

A folly hat actually

In the stomach of the lizard dissolves

To meet The Eyes of Che

There

Over the sea where all is

Where the skull says you're all the same