مساحة إعلانية
Quickly passes the caravan of days; Wine alone can be the recourse
For life, stolen away.
This universe is a magic shadow show, the sun the lamp, the word the screen; We are the errant shadows,images Training others in their wake.
Nights make us move
Like strange puppets,
Like reflections
Which shift and stir.
Like love’s passion our life is for a time, for a moment.
التعليقات