Tekster:
Shels Sea Of The Dying Dhow

Tell me stories of home Then turn my head to the wall Let me whisper a song Then help me finish this poem And when mothers cry When their babies are

Do you remember the sun, remember the sun, that we knew, falling down? I CAN!

She?s alone in this world and she?s waiting for it all to end and when she sees them walk by with their Wings and with their Smiles i t reminds her

Leaving, too much blood and not enough stains, shame that only you can see eyes, reflecting pools of fools in there cry, this is just the place where