High Elevated Hemmoglobin In The Liver

Underwater World

"Rain on the road,

damp air on your face,

rushing clouds

tear me a smile ;

sings this rain

in holes of 'asphalt

changing in circles

his fall from' high;

I slowed the pace

gathering water for the words

wind in your hair,

soil on the soles.

A stone basin

used to pit one day,

kidnaps my eyes

curve in the hill;

yellow leaves

seem a painted

boat racing

gently pushed,

or perhaps only

moored in the port

of an old castle

enchanted stories.

Vibra as rope,

's water

touched by the fingers

effect of a harp

early music,

noise contour

perhaps medieval

an image

that seems very real

but if the hand sink

only scratch a 'illlusione

that liquid and deep

I stole a' emotion.

Pure heart draws fantasy

water on your face,

that sin

already has faded away ...

Shy sun in the sky peeps

still a moment

and resume the path ;

not leave any money

to pollute that water still,

also fill the tank

with all the dreams I have in my pocket,

handfuls of dreams even born in his spare time,

launched on the bottom of that little underwater world ... "

Sabrina (January 14, 2011)

sull''acqua Reflection of a well, the hill of the Church of Albinea (RE), from the album "In the hills ..."