Guglielmo Cherchi:
like some snow-white marble eyes.
Guglielmo Cherchi:
fasti.
Guglielmo Cherchi:
holidays|spectres.
Guglielmo Cherchi:
where are we now?
Guglielmo Cherchi:
this is not paradise.
Guglielmo Cherchi:
fissures.
Guglielmo Cherchi:
we are dust.
Guglielmo Cherchi:
sincere void.
Guglielmo Cherchi:
silence/prayers.
Guglielmo Cherchi:
rue hollow.
Guglielmo Cherchi:
no cure for the lonely.
Guglielmo Cherchi:
where's your moonrise kingdom now?
Guglielmo Cherchi:
nomen omen.
Guglielmo Cherchi:
I see figures.
Guglielmo Cherchi:
if you can see me.
Guglielmo Cherchi:
clearsight.
Guglielmo Cherchi:
we came here.
Guglielmo Cherchi:
it means shade.
Guglielmo Cherchi:
endless endless endless.
Guglielmo Cherchi:
fluctuate.
Guglielmo Cherchi:
sometimes I can't stop.
Guglielmo Cherchi:
qualcosa sulla vita.
Guglielmo Cherchi:
the whispering trees.
Guglielmo Cherchi:
. . .
Guglielmo Cherchi:
what a very strange season this is.