We arrive crying…
we do not know how or when we will leave…
Only that there is a way in the middle,
the path of the soul…
Full souls,
sincere,
empty,
incomplete…
lonely,
crazy,
blessed,
lost,
adventurous…
All of them…
in their own trail…
We arrive crying…
we do not know how or when we will leave…
Only that there is a way in the middle,
the path of the soul…
Full souls,
sincere,
empty,
incomplete…
lonely,
crazy,
blessed,
lost,
adventurous…
All of them…
in their own trail…