The song that inspired my blog ...
Fables broken and empty melancholy
Fog sinking day and solidarity
they say there are clouds and precarious utopia
But beyond the reality sinks in the metropolis
no filters on the streets the clown walks
Jump over the broken city un'ormai deaf
There is no room for moderation or late
Who has torn his values \u200b\u200bfor blind tranquility
not run, No running
A day can not live without his utopia
not run, do not run away
Nowhere welfare undersell your cowardice
Between flights desperate days of ghosts and false
not run not run away
Wake up clowns, sooner or later
How will you dreamless
certainly will not be a fool for company
the old man with dreams that can no longer speak
If the caravan is now passing away
The price of pride is in error sink
But in armchairs armed indifference
Strip singing void of ideas without identity
They say "It's not too bad a bit 'opportunism"
Thanks decline but I have too much to heart my integrity
Gentlemen spectators
Another train is divided
I leave the will of a love that his life has followed
Col smile will share with you
Next come closer in the heart and no one is ashamed
Look up look not run away
Here is a fool armed with a poem that still dance with her dreams
Fog sinking day and solidarity
they say there are clouds and precarious utopia
But beyond the reality sinks in the metropolis
no filters on the streets the clown walks
Jump over the broken city un'ormai deaf
There is no room for moderation or late
Who has torn his values \u200b\u200bfor blind tranquility
not run, No running
A day can not live without his utopia
not run, do not run away
Nowhere welfare undersell your cowardice
Between flights desperate days of ghosts and false
not run not run away
Wake up clowns, sooner or later
How will you dreamless
certainly will not be a fool for company
the old man with dreams that can no longer speak
If the caravan is now passing away
The price of pride is in error sink
But in armchairs armed indifference
Strip singing void of ideas without identity
They say "It's not too bad a bit 'opportunism"
Thanks decline but I have too much to heart my integrity
Gentlemen spectators
Another train is divided
I leave the will of a love that his life has followed
Col smile will share with you
Next come closer in the heart and no one is ashamed
Look up look not run away
Here is a fool armed with a poem that still dance with her dreams
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