(Text by Maxime Heim) Stereo, home Stereo. We talked a lot over the years. You taught me how to rhyme. I listened through your classes. Sometimes, I did not like what you had to say. Sometimes, I tried changing your voice. Sometimes, I hated you so much I shut you up, completely. Yet, you stayed […]
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(Text by Fernando Martins da Mota) There are rumours about where my thoughts stray to Murmurs and rumblings about the frame That from stained light scarcely departs When the rain’s incessant drops lull my mind When last the petals strewn their colour lost And darkened When last the hands your face gently held And the […]