Neix una escletxa a la teva persiana, el sol esgavella un somni de fades. Demanes cinc minuts al teu despertador. Et rentes la cara, repasses les celles
Que boig el mon, que no te cap sentit i em fa pensar: "no se que hi faig aqui. Que boig el mon, que no el puc entendre mai. Ja pots lluitar amb constancia
Traduzione: Lax'N'Busto. What The Blood Più Meva.
Traduzione: Lax'N'Busto. Ara (Track-15).
Traduzione: Lax'N'Busto. Trepitja Fort.
Traduzione: Lax'N'Busto. Nits les del Liceu.
Traduzione: Lax'N'Busto. La Terra Meva è il Mare.
Oh my dear friend My dear friend Giorgio How has this time Breton Discouraged your liaison with the Eye styled metaphysical Incongruous scenarios
Bent double like old beggars in sacks Knockkneed and cursing or coughing like hags Men marched on sleeping some without boots Fatigue drunken deaf
Science is truth for life Watch religion fall obsolete Science Will be truth for life Technology as nature Science Truth for life In fortran tongue
Honor salute and speak To the corner standing flag Do you remember how the days of school were Indivisible separate worlds Compare contrast These
Lineage closed Dissolved In its birth Tragedy Prelude a balance Is a synergy Of reason Malicious hope As techno atrocities Lapse their effects
like a weasel in the clover tilt, toss, pop, turn over sit down tremble, weave like a moth by flame deceived sit down like a weasel in the clover
Imitate that soured old song there is no individuality only guises shades of nonconformity there is no individuality selling vantage points low
For whom do the bells toll When sentenced to die The stuttering rifles Will stifle the cry The monstrous anger The fear's rapid rattle A desert
Greta's cedar hope chest Is full of pamphlets Glass shelves of romantic vignettes A journal laced with sedimentary prose Norma gathers and collects
in the cruel garrison of affection if worth of lore is true you know the face of a temptress pit viper a witch or enchantress pit viper with
she borders the pavement flanks avenues the parades pass white glove attended by my mother the war she'll raise a shaft lift a banner toss a
