up and pack up the place you were pink And falling around Dripping and crawling and clawing inside You're missing some sounds The ones that float carry and
Traducció: Portugal. L'home. I jo.
the door fists are heavy pounds of pounding placed firm and steady rhythms that they pace in and out and in and out we named everything and everyone
I met a face with ring rounded pocket eyes That shaped folded banks inside As he shivered out thoughts They went: "golden and pale wind whispers breathe
Traducció: Portugal. L'home. Segui i Somni.
Traducció: Portugal. L'home. Entrada i sortida i dins i fora.
Traducció: Portugal. L'home. Estables i Cadires.
at the door fists are heavy pounds of pounding placed firm and steady rhythms that they pace in and out and in and out we named everything and everyone
