4 Bonjour's Parties Amalthea
In a cave of plastic circuits
Makeup birds dance a rondo
Damaged feathers changed into green
Some painkiller
Then I begin a picture story show
I fly low with you over a grassy plain and I teach you secret words
Inner universe
I see a distorted star
Fill your broken horn with light sleep
Golden goat watched us from far away
While he pecked a crown in search of a small weak fragment
He picked an invisible corsage
He wanted to know a name of the brightness
The warbler who lost her face stayed in his shoulder
"If there's a color for wind you may emit light"
But this page has color less
It accelerates
Become gradually fast
