we walk along a line
a thin yellow line through the darkness
in which houses
and people
and faces
the whole street
slowly sinks into nothing
only blue windows hang in the darkness
we are alone on the road
you take your bamboo stick
and a straw bag
and a round stone
and a glass ring
and I'm like always when you're near >it has started to rain
the streets are cold
people in their homes are watching the program
they sit and sleep
the night is without secrets
our long shadows
are they crawled down the wet asphalt
they are long ago
they kiss
they are afraid
they are surprised
And TVman
HE GOES
we are alone on the road
you brought your bamboo stick
and a straw bag
and a round stone
and a glass ring
and I am as always when you are near
handsome and strong again
we are so beautiful
we are so alone
our long shadows
stretched down the wet asphalt
they are long ago
they kiss
br/>they are afraid
they are surprised
And TVman
HE GOES