Cecilia
between the blinds
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Between the half-drawn blinds
The lines of sun come.
Shady shadow cries
Its watery eyes.
A bath, a lamp, are all about
Same affair.
Naked body lying over there.
The other body sitting on a chair.
Fine-fingered hands that
Dangle from his wrists.
He's thought of missing out
on tiffs,
Old brandy, shin-cut jean
And jingling.
So silently he drags
His body out of bed.
Tiptoes across the room.
I can see his head inside the moon.
- Album:
- Desde Que Tú Te Has Ido
- Miscellaneous
- Cecilia Inédita - En Concierto (Remastered)
- Voice of the Feminine Spirit
- Snow
- Guest
- Amazing Grace
- Inner Harmony
- Best of Cecilia
- The Voice of Violet 19
- Voices 3
- Emotions
- Communion With God
- Silent Dreams, Volume 7
- Silent Dreams, Volume 5
- Silent Dreams, Volume 6
- Så venter vi på julen
- Illusions
- The Healing Voice
- Mystera III