Low pressure
Shadows of my dead
obscure the sun
making the night mild
and the day cold.
We have thousands of opportunities
but in life few among us
can hear the voice
that answers the Question.
Ovunque voi andrete, ci sarà il cielo.
Low pressure
Shadows of my dead
obscure the sun
making the night mild
and the day cold.
We have thousands of opportunities
but in life few among us
can hear the voice
that answers the Question.