Throw red

"Heavy, bitter rain.

Saturday night.

The news bulletin of 9 sells my loneliness, my life that slips.

But I still exist, I am still here.

I take a breath and color, I fly in another orbit.

 

Throw red in the night, throw oil to the fire.

From what I have experienced, I ask for more.

 

Hot, old rust.

It's raining tonight

The news bulletin of 9 sells the land, that falls in ruins rejoices

But I still exist, I am still here.

I take a breath and color, I fly in another orbit.

 

Throw red in the night, throw oil to the fire.

From what I have experienced, I ask for more."

 

♫ Ρίξε κόκκινο στη νύχτα ♫

 

Taken @ Salt Lakes of Florence

Done