7 acessos
He danced on his deathbed
And so performed his final dance
For friends, family, and lovers
And all those who'd had the chance
To know him, to love him
My domesticated body
And my mind by moderation tamed
Seethe within my xerox-copied skin
And I ask him : "Is all freedom dark"
One thousand and one birds
Take off in an instant
Flying-feeling-filling through the air
And I ask them : "Is all freedom light"
He danced on his deathbed
And so performed his final dance
For friends, family, and lovers
And all those who'd had the chance
To know him, to love him