As we walked through the old church once more,
We saw little Andoni was there, sitting scared,
Asking us: have you forgotten our prayer?
He was angry and very square.
In the corner,
Shrouded by smoke,
Odilon Redon was there.
He watched on with an exalted air.
So we carried little Andoni to the aqueduct
And we sat in the aqueduct, square.
And we sat in the aqueduct until midnight,
Where we had first conceived of our prayer.
Mar 10, 2023
Mar 10, 2023 at 8:48 AM UTC
As we walked through the old church once more,
We saw little Andoni was there, sitting scared,
Asking us: have you forgotten our prayer?
He was angry and very square.
In the corner,
Shrouded by smoke,
Odilon Redon was there.
He watched on with an exalted air.
So we carried little Andoni to the aqueduct
And we sat in the aqueduct, square.
And we sat in the aqueduct until midnight,
Where we had first conceived of our prayer.
