Today nothing beautiful happened My calendar remained empty Nothing bad happened Expectation is drawn on a window Cold expectation, like ice over our heads And the dark swedish days That turn to yellow our warm vision Time crumbles quietly and its ruins swallow us. In between our feet which have lost its equilibrium. Time flows in the unknown sea by the furious river. In the space are shaking the surprising looks. And the heavy steel question marks wheighing upon us Explode in the wirlwind time without mercy Yesterday wearing thick sweaters has arrived and easily prevails, very quiet. Misteriously. Very similar to the unending tunnel. No one knows how to enter neither knows how to exit. Therefore nothing new today. The times are clashing desperately. Saddness is waived without a word. While a lightning is discharged in the sky Like a flag of blunders and time of sadness. I am expecting the ruins of the overthrown time As saddness is waived over our heads, An unimportant news such as lightning, Was on the newspaper every were. Saddness. And thousands of readers grown in front of that nonsense That doubles the bitterness of my expresso Nothing bad today. Words stopped existing. Hospitality on the window is unhappy like a night crow.
