Paroles de Unupdate Museum

In Memory of Bruno Shultz The green eyes showed the tiredness Although without name Looking for a new form Through the cloudy night There was the brilliance Mute expouding the wordless As personal fragment of life Wonderful and handsome Prosperity although meaning ruin Who knows how many old and Intelligent martyrdom is in the martyr And how many cruel idea Horrible transplant Hate between strange races and Species although all prisoners In unluky life without solution Ho can uncover in people the Old faces, lough and glances? Questions without answer Illusion without reason Infancy without happiness All my words without sense