The pain of the body, the pain of the thoughts
The night was a little bridge
Where we walked
From the palpable to the impalpable pain.
It was a paradox:
When the body forgot us,
The thoughts used to wake up. To remember.
The night was a little bridge
Where we walked
From the palpable to the impalpable pain.
It was a paradox:
When the body forgot us,
The thoughts used to wake up. To remember.