The transmigration of the soul

I want to love a man expecting nothing in return,
I want to love a woman, watch me burn
I want to mother a boy child to make him a great man,
I don’t want to mother a girl child, I’m afraid she’ll be like me
I want to live near an olive grove because olive trees give everything in return,
I want to live close to the sea but I will never learn how to swim.
I want exorcizes to be performed in spas,
I want exercises to lose fat.
I am a roman matron, wealthy and full of tricks.
The fate of the empire depends on me.
I am attractive and repulsive
I was rock, I was fire, I was cold
You left me alone
I died and I returned

Voltar / Return