Friday, April 22, 2011

Hours of Wealth



Found a way to rid myself clean of pain
And the fever that's been haunting me
Has gone away

Looking through my window
I seem to recognize
All the people passing by
But I am alone
And far from home
And nobody knows me

Never heard me say goodbye
Never shall I speak to anyone again
All days are in darkness
And I'm biding my time
Once I'm sure of my task I will rise again



Como hasta la palabra amistad pierde sentido... pero quien no rechaza a quien dice abiertamente que no va a buscar lo que todos buscan? , te has equivocado Hesse: Harry Haller nunca, ni siquiera en su imaginación encontró a su armanda...

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