bianca marcovici

If you've appeared
And you've settled in your place
And you fit into the too tight shoes
Turn around and look
Deep into my eyes
Leaving your routine,
Just to take my hand
And say:
There still is enough room for you
In the white house of my heart
There's still room
In the concert hall of my soul
There's still room in the amphitheatre torn by
the ages
And for the gladiator in you, and for us, for the
two of us
But lions and scorpions are lurking, be
cautious,
Do not rephrase the sweat of the brow!

LARRY
DISCUTANDUM