Waching daily Aug 1 2018

I do not go to sleep, I do not measure time, I do not look back

I do not waste my compassion, I laugh their prayers, I am unprofitable

I remain the only one who can go through everything, I do not ask if I can

I stand on the roads, I lie in the beds, I walk unannounced

I stand by the misfortune, I laugh at the healthy, I am indifferent

I salute the children going by, I'll come back one day

You can have a gold mine also a palace full of dreams

or you can be poor and sleep in the mud day by day

I do not make any difference, everyone has only a few days

anyway you will not take anything with me

from what you would want

The rich groan, the patients wait until I visit them, too

I recite The lord's prayer, I put to sleep by my caress

fear before me, then the grief accompanies my quiet steps

You can have a gold mine also a palace full of dreams

or you can be poor and sleep in the mud day by day

I do not make any difference, everyone has only a few days

anyway you will not take anything where we'll go

Cruel and mysterious

is my mission

inevitable

And once you feel a bit extra and alone

I'm waiting for you, we're an old friends

You can have a gold mine also a palace full of dreams

or you can be poor and sleep in the mud day by day

I do not make any difference, everyone has only a few days

anyway you will not take anything at all with me