hidden place

s/ título,
2006, pastel e colagem s/papel, 21x29,5cm

"Through the warmthest Cord of care Your love was sent to me I'm not sure What to do with it Or where to put it I'm so close to tears And so close to Simply calling you up I'm simply suggesting We go to the hidden place That we go to the hidden place We go to the hidden place We go to a hidden place Now I have Been slightly shy And I can smell a pinch of hope To almost have allowed once fingers To stroke The fingers I was given to touch with But careful, careful There lies my passion, hidden There lies my love I'll hide it under a blanket Lull it to sleep I'll keep it in a hidden place I'll keep it in a hidden place Keep it in a hidden place Keep it in a hidden place He's the beautifullest Fragilest Still strong Dark and divine And the littleness of his movements Hides himself He invents a charm that makes him invisible Hides in the air Can I hide there too? Hide in the air of him Seek solace Sanctuary In the hidden place In a hidden place In a hidden place We'll stay in a hidden place Ooohh in a hidden place We'll live in a hidden place We'll be in a hidden place In a hidden place." Bjork