seeking souls to interrupt
in the middle of something
as I´m walking down the aisle
of candybars and chewinggum

this place is somewhat familiar
and the people I dream of at night
all seem to know me too well
I can´t figure this out
have I already lived here once?

then suddenly
on the gravel path
leading to Palacio de Cristal
I recall what I´m supposed to do
in ten years from now
and I´m surprised
though this was clearly expected

después...
only vague memories
of the burning sun
above