Just a tear away from death. Reading a newspaper Stories of the untold Unnamed unloved With a candle blowed Unable to sleep Burning a bed of poverty Ready to die is it Too old anyway. Keep laughing and dancing To live it through Or you'll fall in love again. Selling candles - Human rights stuff Student went by Wanting to buy me a coffee A book under her arm And a missed train Magnolia blossom bright pink (Bought for her by her sister) To be lit again anew to perfume her studies. Of course I said no to the generous young one But thanked for heart-warming me With her gesture, My coin in her hand before Our coffees came along And she talked about psychology Me standing understanding, maybe. To your health. (Some specialize in making our days.) Selling candles - Human rights stuff Without a chair in the cold But I'm getting winks, hellos and smiles for free. No more candles to sell - Candles lit. Fire-swords, whistles and windy embers In streets to get out of prison Thick walls and no letters. A soft evening, waltzing around a sunlit sky A dog is still alive today. Tic tac, not for much longer A dog is alive today, never mind tic tac. Keep laughing and dancing To live it through Or we'll fall in love again. Beinlove, nothing less
Autumn in the city
Along the railroad
A la santé de la bonne poire en salle d’attente
Bougies sur la place 1080
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