I went to see him with a godly love with a basket full of flowers in the same way as if they were told the windows of the house You werent waiting for you to go back to crazy Go crazy I worn
In the thought of the absurdity of the air, the night was dark The night with its cold silence came close to the window The soul of my wardrobe lightened Two shades of the wall of two jams, drinking their cravings I did The poem of the failure of my love to get out of the house
