Azul perdido na sujidade de um dia transversal.
Cidade oblíqua sem espacialidade, nos interlúdios de um pensamento fugaz.
I Love slow…slow but deep.
Feigned affections wash over Me.
Dream on my dear
And renounce temporal obligations
It’s a Sleep from which you may not awaken.
You tell me that I dream too much…
Now I’m serving time in a domestic Graveyard.
Never let it be said I was Untrue
I never found a Home inside of you
I gave you all my Time…
You play the Fool while I play the Clown.
(Words by Dead Can Dance rearranged by Alice)