For all the women waiting by the windows
For all the women waiting by the windows
Life
Would be a desert
Without you
I tell my mischievous fate
The sky turned the color of wine
Where are you taking me
Roars with laughter
And points to all the taverns in the world
His voice lost in the mysterious laughter of the crickets
In the last tavern
With the last glass
We set out for the galaxy
We walk around the alleyways of the universe
And sing
For all the women waiting by the windows
Source: Substack