Hugo Santiago Muchnick. “Les autres”. 1974
“… An eye for an eye
A spy for an eye
An eye for an eye
A spy for a spy…”
“… Let's turn it into something we can change
I love you but I'm lost
Between the pain and cost
I hold myself a lot…”
Sometimes I can remember things happened in the past, it seems they come from a world which belongs to another personality. Some kind of detachment feelings, moreover an state of mind that recorder all those fragments memories. A strayed walk, a damaged hands, a dismissed mind, a hopeless heart.
“… An eye for an eye
A spy for an eye
An eye for an eye
A spy for a spy…”
“… Let's turn it into something we can change
I love you but I'm lost
Between the pain and cost
I hold myself a lot…”
Sometimes I can remember things happened in the past, it seems they come from a world which belongs to another personality. Some kind of detachment feelings, moreover an state of mind that recorder all those fragments memories. A strayed walk, a damaged hands, a dismissed mind, a hopeless heart.
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