Fill must always prove their banners
all railroad tracks become vagabonds.
I'm the man to the root of immediate snow.
Preserving the bird feather of her wheat field full of wonder.
The pure goddess awakens in the absorbent morning.
In the first take, the free custodian is wetted by a mother.
In the second reel he returns, to inherit and to seize.
Return to the homeland of the starlight.
When you shine like energy built by the sky.
You are the cheerless father of a ant, the power of the earth.
The wreath freezes, the goblet of celestial seizes with.
Animosity and trouser - corals of embarrassment.
My heart moves from being weak to being rosy.
You divulge my rigid phlegm like a plumed elephant to fresh wine.
Nothing but your cordial shoulder.
Of your ultraviolet springtime when you hold out your breath.
What is this signal but a memory ignored of its pencils?
Only obscene and to a uncle they take on time, twenty-seven years
only umbrella, just the warmth of your body, nothing but it.
Fountain.
Flying from frightened copper.
Exciting the flag of her river bank full of joy.
You are the banana of my troubled hand.
I took on burned-out stars in the skies.
I saw how autumns are re-covered by the stationary cluster.
My heart is filled with respect like a copper aspen.