Time goes fast.
Where’ll you be for the revolution.
Never ever rest,
we’ll be on the podium
Where are we – and how fast can we figure it out
Something’s wrong, ever since.
960
garçon interstellaire
one poem for each day
Time goes fast.
Where’ll you be for the revolution.
Never ever rest,
we’ll be on the podium
Where are we – and how fast can we figure it out
Something’s wrong, ever since.
960
garçon interstellaire