by Costin Tuculescu
Scratches on the blackboard
Laughing at the Pain
Nothing is Eternal,
but the sun will shine and the moon will fall
A bruise on your forehead,
imposes on your thoughts,
nothing is Eternal,
but the sun will shine and the moon will fall
Take me down, so high,
and we'll embrace the sky
Take me down, so hign,
and you will learn to fly
If you can count your friends,
on your five fingers,
then you, my friend are better than I!