Testo Natty

we've met in a last train
she was a point of interrogation
and i was the first

we've made the history
nobody wanted to believe
but it was unearthly
listen to the natty dread
listen to the words i said

it would take volumes to relate
prick up your ears and listen
as she laughs as a water

she laughs by eyes
people tap one's foreheads
and a mistery flies to the mist

listen...