As a child, I dreamt, I walked down the street, I saw her, I called out to her. I ran towards Her, tugging at her, she looked at me not recognizing me, but I am your son, your child. She, a cold smile and nothing more.
Arvo Pärt- Spiegel im Spiegel
A terrible thing, the passing time, the sick time.
Today it’s not a dream, I call her, she doesn’t recognize me. Cold, today it’s so cold.
As a child, the dream scared me; reality doesn’t scare, I can always close my eyes.
Arvo Pärt- Spiegel im Spiegel
A terrible thing, the passing time, the sick time.
Today it’s not a dream, I call her, she doesn’t recognize me. Cold, today it’s so cold.
As a child, the dream scared me; reality doesn’t scare, I can always close my eyes.
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