the sky over me
Assefuarsi eternal ... is an excerpt from the film Wings of Desire where the angels write down what happens in the world during the day.
Yesterday I watched the rain as I reached Rome Termini on the 175 .... The city alone had taken a gray, gray were the ancient walls, new walls, gray was like a mist in the air, rested gently on wet leaves of trees, like a breath like a sigh that sigh of light when you're in love, the first time you feel the feeling.
Grey was in the eyes of people rushed to escape the rain. If anyone stopped to see and hear the rain would see and hear one thousand sparkling crystals his music, small pieces of glass that break, producing a sound similar to bells.
Grey was the world, was the sky over the world.
Nle gray watched, the lights in the houses, the cars in the street, people with their umbrellas. In gray
watched a pigeon drinking from a puddle, a windblown leaf lean slowly on the pavement, a colorful billboard in the middle of a day without a flash of color as light as a noise that suddenly breaks the silence, the stones polished of water. In observing the time
gray flowing merciless.
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