I am from

I am from nightmares
From dark and shadows
I am the noise that comes from the sky
Not in a good mood for anything.

I'm from red roses in the midnight
The bearing of the trees
Whose long limbs I remember
As if they were my own

I'm from headaches and lies
Creation of defects
From clean your head and think about it
From we will see what else will happen

I'm from January and snow
And from the light of the moon
Whose old times I remember
As if I'm living them again

11-29-07