jueves, octubre 26, 2006

Few days ago... GranPa called me.
He was wondering if I was fine, little time we don't talk each other... her daughter was born recently... 2nd son in 2 years.
We were talking about my "luxurious" lucky in the last months, about my "broken arm", the "whole" of my rental flat, and the stomach surgery of late august.
His last words were really sad... he said he was so sad for me, because I am alone.
I don't know if its sad or not... but is the way I am.

Some time ago, he dedicated this song to me.


I can't hear it without remember his words.

Greatest thrill
Not to kill
But to have the prize of the night
Hypocrite
Wanna be friend
13th disciple who betrayed me for nothing

In this moment, If I should dedicate him a song, it will be this one, my Nightwish's favourite song.