Enrique Bunbury polen

Pollen, reverberation
Pollen, fascination
Pollen, neutral state
Pollen, you come to the center
Pollen, prolongs my life
Pollen, for the whole life
Pollen, elusive slope
Pollen, the abyss of always
And these broken glass eyes
Dancing like a living uncle
Braided quilt of clouds in cotton
Turn on the lights, take us