I’m out of songs- by Juan M.S

I’m out of songs to give you,

but the world plays its music,

don’t dance with me, just go

in the eternal parade of life,

and cry and laugh and belong

and hate, despise and forget

many things but me, spectator

of your passionate opera,

and I’ll listen to the music

and cry for you and the world

and become absorbed

as in a good movie,

and when I’ve finished crying

I’ll just turn off the screen

as when I see the credits.


I'm a writer born in Argentina, but currently living in Poland. I work as an English and French teacher, translator and copywriter.

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