Forgotten clouds
Your mother Lapi in the wind of a raven
fear of heart to see the sun
it is looking for a lie
look only as ghosts
how lonely my life is dying often
treacherous palm leaves
leave in the hand ubiquitous ghosts
destroys between ravens and end hunger spell out mother
crying
ruddy blood fights like a mad face of wine
to cloud
show the variation of the fallen madness
at the mouth of a broken...