surreal about weakness, death, time and space, and aimless talk

Ravines of the City / Schluchten der Stadt

In den Schluchten der Stadt sind Träume Lügen
Schwäche wird nicht verzieh’n – sie bringt dich um
Wir fahr’n durch Raum und Zeit
In vollen Zügen
Haben kein Ziel
Reden zu viel
Und das Herz bleibt stumm
In the ravines of the city dreams are lies
Weakness is unforgiven it puts one to death
We travel through time and space
To the fullest
Have no goal
Talk too much
And the heart stays mute.


120 cm x 80 cm
acrylic on canvas



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