it's long it lasts , but it does not matter anymore , winter comes, well and good for a few months it will be finished forever, this is a dark reality , there is no light the silence is heavy, in a quarter of an hour we'll see what happens , noodles which go into the stream of dirty water, and at midnight the tomato sauce will be sent through an open window on tomorrow , that's why I live for months I look for a reason that tape in my head , why was I born , an unanswered question because now I 'm drowning in clear water for some time I had noticed that something did not work , now I know what it is, it's a feeling that just last passage of the moon , it was in February , in a year there are 365 days , there is a well that has matches what I want images that float in the air and say I want to make an effort , I know it can give me a chance to go further , it is always the same , we want some anything away, but we must wait , it's even better , yes, I admit that I 'm just a man, it is important to know who you are, then you can go out in the street, you can cross people can go unnoticed , it's beautiful, it's slow , it does not sing, it's silent, they, I , always , forever, you and me , maybe not , I give up , I ' go, but I know how long , should get up early , I do not like ice cream , yes I want to see what it is , it's my nature , I am curious to another, even if I am often disappointed , I think it takes time , it is also necessary that I give a little more of me, I can not , I must make an effort , if it is , I'm fine long and tomorrow, what tomorrow , always tomorrow , what matters is now, and forever, because it still does not exist, life is now as if it was always, n ' is not the same