such a journey
looking out from our carriage
on this train
it's blurrsville
'cos we're going too fast
they're just reflections in your eyes
and you reach out
attach stickers to the window
titles of old songs
for me
fragmented verses half-remembered tunes
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a good poem)))) blurrsyille! ! !