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N G E

SHIT

Man on the Rocks

So you come to my world, I can show you Where they lead to the footprints in the sand On the paths through the valleys and canyons To the veins in your arm, take my hand I'm the man on the rocks on the island The black pearl, the fool on the hill I'm the gold at the end of the rainbow If I ask you to follow, you will So you come to my world to find freedom Give you wings to the stars, you can fly Bring you hope and a dream to believe in As you float through the dark, crimson sky I'm the man on the rocks on the island The jewel in the crown of the king I'm the hope in the hearts of the helpless The choir where no one will sing There's a trail out of the canyon There's a new life waiting out there It'll take you home, out of this chasm Where there's blue sky sunlight to share So you come to my world to escape it all And you're running from the dragons and the fools! Through the dark, empty caverns deep in your soul Chasing the tiger, the jewels I'm the man on the rocks on the island I'm the beggar, the loser, the cheat So now you come to the gates for redemption With a ball and chain at your feet There's a trail out of the canyon There's a new life waiting out there It'll take you home, out of this chasm Where there's blue sky, sunlight to share, hey I'm the man on the rocks on the island Yeah I'm the man on the rocks on the island Oh, I'm the man on the rocks on the island Ooh, I'm the man on the rocks on the island

Why did you go to Italy´

From where or from who did this idea come from´

Running from the winter to warmer, cotton and velvet places.

Why are you there, far from the civilization, in the wilderness of Rome, in Italia´

I would love to be there with you. I love u I love Italy.

Are you alone in your new base camp´

Vilk, tell me, is she alone´

You´ve been. The truthful true. Lonely for too long.

Here and there in a

Foreign Affair

Dreams and fantasies

Foreign affair Take a trip in the air to a tropical beach, an island to reach A new territory for an intimate story A lagoon by la mere, it's a foreign affair Drifting and free on a mystical sea A wishful emotion, a drop in the ocean A hush in the air, you can feel anywhere In the cool twilight on a tropical night Floating on air, foreign affair A magical potion, cool locomotion (Magical potion) a dream (cool locomotion), a prayer It's a foreign affair Floating on air, foreign affair A magical potion, cool locomotion (Magical potion) a dream, (cool locomotion), a prayer It's a foreign affair Foreign affair Take a trip in the air to a tropical beach, an island to reach A new territory for an intimate story A lagoon by la mere, it's a foreign affair Foreign affair Take a trip in the air to a tropical beach, an island to reach A new territory for an intimate story A lagoon by la mere, it's a foreign affair Foreign affair Take a trip in the air to a tropical beach, an island to reach A new territory for an intimate story A lagoon by la mere, it's a foreign affair Foreign affair Take a trip in the air to a tropical beach, an island to reach A new territory for an intimate story A lagoon by la mere, it's a foreign affair Foreign affair Take a trip in the air to a tropical beach, an island to reach A new territory for an intimate story A lagoon by la mere, it's a foreign affair Foreign affair Take a trip in the air to a tropical beach, an island to reach A new territory for an intimate story A lagoon by la mere, it's a foreign affair

Are you running away from me´

Have you ever written something about me on your daily notes or on your diary pages´ If not and if there´s something in your soul, something in your heart, if there´s a place and a little space for me there, write a word or two to me. And don´t be kind with me if it´s what you feel and what you think about me´ I want and I´d love to hear your voice, your thoughts and your words one day. Read it to me. You can sing too. When and where did it begin and ended´

Are you running away from my unkindness with you´ Have I ever been unkind with you´ True, the truthful true. Maybe because sometimes you were wrong. Why I slapped you´ Your thoughts and ideas, behavior and actions. Homeless, lonely and lost in time and space. You are wrong, your ideas of freedom and way of life (life, somehow). You struggle because of it. You can´t stay in one place and with someone for too long. Being in a place, in a box, in a closed box, tighten you up too much, imprison you. You want, and you love your ideas of freedoms, adventure and * goals. It runs in your blood and body, mostly in your mind. The fireworks in your body and mind...

Your dreams, illusions and fantasies affairs. Affairs, shit, it is a beautiful piece of shit. Well not wrong, just wrong for me. I´m not living it with you. I like love you and you know it. I´m telling it to you.

Well, I like, butt wrong for my feelings. Seeing you here and there, in a traveling and adventuring thing, doing, writing and saying things. Those things that you love that you love so much to say and do to me. Searching, calling and asking for me and pleasure in the wilderness. Singing and dancing, screaming my name in wrong times and places. Slapping me with words, acts, pictures and videos on your social media. Shit, you are sweet, kind and beautiful to me. Wrong for me.

Maybe because I like love you.

Maybe because I´m a diamond that wants to be more than a friend, I´m a lover that wants to caress, touch, hold and kiss.

I´ll be a friend and gentle with you.

What do you like and what do you want´

Maybe because I'm a bad person, unkind and wrong too. Maybe the reason why I slapped you.

Are you running away from the slaps that warm your body and blow your soul´ From the winter´s cold and snow´

Are you running away from the love that I feel´

Love is much more than kindness and kisses.

Are you looking, searching for something, for someone there´

You there, all alone, homeless, uncomfortable, hungry, bewildered, sad, angry and uncontrolled, it´s not a fairytale you can tell me.

Then you behave like a child, smiling. A sweet girl, laughing. A woman, drunk and pale.