will tell you in English...

Friday rainy Friday
long time no see rain falling through the clouded glass of my white and wore out room

Reminds me of the north 

Think of the sea, far, strong waves beating against the rocks

Childhood memories come and go
Staring at the horizon grasping her green teddy between arms

Butterflies skipping through the meadow  

White daisies. Falling petals...

No rain, i mean no rain but it does...

Travel north, wet villages, smiling towns
skinny dogs and blind love

Just Katrina said

- What the hell are we doing here?

-We have already done Miss!

Narrow paths with wide future

And everything came ang went again and again... 

Adventures can not always be told

nights of shelter beside the twelve men road
smell of leather, smell of cow shit

You know you always do right, 

Just bear it out!!