Night Time, 2012
Days are too short, and too much lighted.
Remains the night to live in peace of stolen hours, to life or death, who knows…
hope and despair cross at night, lost illusions to come,
the night is building the best and worse.
Night Time, 2012
Days are too short, and too much lighted.
Remains the night to live in peace of stolen hours, to life or death, who knows…
hope and despair cross at night, lost illusions to come,
the night is building the best and worse.