Letra de Poor De Chirico

Oh my dear friend

My dear friend Giorgio

How has this time Breton

Discouraged your liaison with the

Eye styled metaphysical

Incongruous scenarios

Dauntly jaunt about through nostalgic despair

Within childlike renderings

Of a nightmarish recall

"All my images Fragments

I've shored upon my ruins

Pictor classicus sum

I am pure"

Step solemn with the

Air of reluctant manes

As rod and hoop shadow children

Scatter through a henna arcade

Figures indentured to a windless landscape

Enduring silence and flame

Da Da da

No loyalty to the nonsensical

Scorned their nihilist pageantry