I am at the window.
I know there is someone.
I know that a woman is flaunting my flesh and bones;
That she has sought me in her weary bosom
And that she finds me lost and in constant movement.
The night is buried under our skins.


Persona (1999)


I am at the window. I know there is someone. I know that a woman is flaunting my flesh and bones; That she has sought me in her weary bosom And that...

I am at the window. I know there is someone. I know that a woman is flaunting my flesh and bones; That she has sought me in her weary bosom And that...

I am at the window. I know there is someone. I know that a woman is flaunting my flesh and bones; That she has sought me in her weary bosom And that...

I am at the window. I know there is someone. I know that a woman is flaunting my flesh and bones; That she has sought me in her weary bosom And that...