Hopscotch, chapter seven
You look at me, you look at me closely
Closer and closer
And then we play cyclops
We look at each other more and more closely
And the eyes enlarge
They approach each other
They overlap
And the cyclops look at each other
Breathing in confusion
Texts written and published years ago
With cronopios or without them
Around their game world
To that serious occupation that is playing
When looking for other doors
One, two, three, four
Earth, Heaven!
Five, six
Paradise, Hell!
Seven, eight, nine, ten
You have to know how to move your feet
In hopscotch
Or in life
You can choose a day
Why cost
Which side will you jump?
Other accesses to the non-everyday
Simply for
Beautify the everyday
To abruptly illuminate it in another way
Take it out of its boxes
Define it, again and better
I just need to close my eyes
To undo everything and begin again< br/>Exactly with your mouth that smiles underneath
The one that my hand draws you
One, two, three, four
Earth, Heaven!
Five, six< br/>Paradise, Hell!
Seven, eight, nine, ten
You have to know how to move your feet
In hopscotch
Oo in life
You can choose a day.
Why side
Which side will you jump?
I feel you trembling against me
Like a moon in the water
(Merci à Manon pour cettes paroles)

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