I gaze at you with another’s eye
As you pass by the road
I borrow a pair of binoculars to look at you
My eyes have lost their sense of shame
This road could be a sea
And you could be bathing there
As you pass by the road
I borrow a pair of binoculars to look at you
My eyes have lost their sense of shame
This road could be a sea
And you could be bathing there
This moment belongs neither to time nor to eternity
Neither to desire nor to its absence.
Neither to desire nor to its absence.
~scio