"Per me se va nella cita dolente, per ve se nell eterno doler, per me se va y la perduta gente!"

понеделник, 7 януари 2008 г.

Mirror




I saw a rainbow and I asked: Why?
Why are you so beautiful?
I saw a raindrop and asked: How?
How can you be so pure?
I saw a coal and asked: Who?
Who lit you up my dear?
I saw a mirror and asked: What?
What are you? What are you?

It said: I’m you! I’m you!