martes, 8 de mayo de 2012

THERE IS NO TIME



There is no time to run
There is no time to fly
There is no time to escape
There is no time to die

I was waiting for you
but the lion arrived.
It´s too late, sweet and bitter
in my memory. All dies.

Old screams of an older war,
scars  and roses turning
in a red river of blood.

There is no time to run
There is no time to hide
There is no time to love
There is no time to die.

I´m still running for you.


There is no time.- J. Tristante 

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