Felt - Poem of the River 1987 Full Album. in memoriam Martin Duffy R.I.P. in BEAUTY good night and the night accompany us on the drops of fragrant dew. Sleepy eyes try to recover the colors of the young day, yellow and a pastel green come to life with the fresh water of the dew. From afar, a dog watches us curiously, jumps, barks, pees, and happily goes away with its owner. The shutters being opened can be recognized.
Work. the engines warm up, drawing with the vapors swollen familiar figures, which immediately transform into grotesque shapes and disappear.
Here another day has begun.
Smiling, like the sun that continues to watch us for billions of years.
We smile, HOPING