03.01.2018
Emilio the well-digger
He was dumped to the garbagefor being born prematurely
Like Moses he scaped from death
sailing by the waters of a torrent
Time passed, the child grew
but he's still hidden in his nest
Emilio the well-digger is the son of fear
and even if love were like fire
Emilio would be an ashtray
Emilio the well-digger is the son of fear
and if love were like fire
who wouldn't be an ashtray
He recieves the things from the sea
son of the things you use to throw
His skin is darker than any night
he has no stars to make a clasp
he's the prince of the sewers
he's partner of all the rats.
If you came down to the sewer
you'd be the ninth wonder
but you walk stepping in his sky
that's why Emilio will never have consolation
He's the prince of the sewers
he's partner of all the rats
Emilio can't buy tobacco
he carries in the skin the stigma of the armpit
He's the prince
He's the prince
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