30.5.12

Binary Solo



Alegrando ratos desde el dos mil siete.

28.5.12

Okay pal


We're walking in the streets - or what's left of them,
I take your hand, and the city is slowly vanishing.
There's no crowd anymore, no cars, no signals.
But in the middle of the road, a purple and mellow shape is floating...
The shape of our mutual dream.
Stay calm, hold me tight, give it a chance to take us away.