“Greed is Good”
I do not need a Volpone-guide,
I do not need El Dorado bright.
Gold is not what I had ever eyed.
I will not succumb to that blight.
Ah, that Pain, that Love, that Misery
My heart is a tumbling stone.
A small, round, grey ball,
shaped by the northern winds that blow.
My heart is a tumbling stone.
A heavy burden keeping me low.
Where have the emotions gone?
I don't know.
Never-ending Street
On the other side of never-ending street,
with me, walks a lonely shadow.
And it treads, with me,
on this never-ending meadow.
Profane
The people are proudly wearing garments of shame.
Amidst the chaos, we all agree that the victim is to blame.
Keep your own world
Take a wine and fragile glass, drown it all now.
Memory, therapy, and the last vow.
Take off clothes, remove the load, take a deep breath.
Preserve your thoughts, all your nerves, don’t walk to death.
Painting you like no one has ever painted a French girl before
Out of the dark, from the last shrouds of the night, I saw the Sun putting a brave fight. The world shines in the light. Runaways of the clouds of…
Black swan
Movements of elegance and grace…
a single mistake is a big disgrace.
Push the limits of the perfection.
Stand ‘tween the real and imagination.
So, now…
Shadows dance. Change now what I see.
Movements are blurred by the Moon, an aria to lunacy.
Come, charm and bewitch. Come and dance faithfully.
Bring, in a moment, the tranquil storm above the sea, in me.
And then leave me…
Alone and forget me…