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Sand castles
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 I

In a world of soulless lines
In a world of right angles
It beats like a butterfly in the web,
Sky thy fathers.

The wind dies,
It cools down the light
Hundreds of kilometers of helpless
Watch the passers-by in a trace.

But thy doors, like centuries ago,
Comes cloudless May.
But in the windows of your Catalan sunset
Solid as a lost paradise.

And the sun here gives
His true light,
And pull up,
To behold God
Sand Castles ...
Sand Castles ...

 II

Evening, fog, aerial,
Broken horizon.
But bloodshot wall
Like a living flesh.

But in these dilapidated vaults
Dormant your soul,
Only scattered days and years
Dust in the stained-glass windows.

But thy doors, like centuries ago,
Comes cloudless May.
But in the windows of your Catalan sunset
Solid as a lost paradise.

And the sun here gives
His true light,
And pull up,
To behold God
Sand Castles ...
Sand Castles ...