The strange thing

It's a strange thing
Sitting on a chair
A gray doll
Without a leg
Without an arm
He has a bruised eye
The face is dark
He leans bored
Sometimes sighing
Sometimes not

You have wires dangling
To the side of the skirt
Seem eletric cables
Or woolen threads

It's just a drawing
Imprinted in the wall
Or a macabre tale
Or spectrum vain

You have wires dangling
To the side of the skirt
Seem eletric cables
Or woolen threads

For half looks like a scarecrow
She other a sad girl
But it's just a strange thing
Sitting on a chair
A gray doll
Without a leg
Without an arm
He has a bruised eye
The face is dark
He leans bored
Sometimes sighing
Sometimes not

You have wires dangling
To the side of the skirt
Seem eletric cables
Or woolen threads



Credits
Writer(s): Francesco Azzirri
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