Toxido(其他) - Borghesia

Night is changing into day City lights are switching off Long
Empty streets I walk and my infinitude is cutting me in half
I lay down at the foot of the sky-scraper I wish someone were here
The tenants are coming out still dreamy smelling like coffee
When they se me lying my legs spread and my eyes full of lon-
Ing they halt with wide open eyes The coldness of concrete
Freezes my bones Maybe all is in vain An elderly man approa-
Ches a bag in his hand and diffidently asks：would you come
To my place I say no let's do it here so I can watch the rows
Of bells and the lists tenants while you penetrate me He lea-
Ves the coldness and humidity of the early morning give me
Shudders I pick up my rags Nobody else comes out My desire
For utter pain is crazy Is it