Last Night

This song was born in a peculiar way, very different, and at a time when things are moving too fast or too slowly....

I imagine you going back and forth, looking for the sea or the wind to refresh yourself... or doing nothing, perhaps thinking...

In any case, everything is life, even in eyes that are pale like mine today.


https://youtu.be/BLQLvtXdJE8

This is the song

the blackbird sang

last night

when rain and wind

stopped to dance 

letting the moon

shine

in the puddles and all the waters

of dreams


Note by note he did this melody

repeating them

here and there 

from branche to branche

in my backyear


He made me hum

on the other side

of my window

under the light of my fears

leading me to a forest

full of forests

where space and sound

walked together

without moving

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