Hold my tears ! Hold my tears! They run on my cheeks… One is so hot, Full of love I feel fire on ! Goes and drops. Next is called understanding It is quiet and warm, Runs slowly and heavy… Dear! Go off! Enough! People are not like him! My friend
if you ask me what I do I do nothing, really… I walk, I look around I listen to people, I sleep, I watch TV, I lie down and sleep , again, sleep! did I tell this yet? sleep a lot