the garden

I haven't tended to my garden for so long. Last time it was leafy. The bougainvillea turning red, screwing. And the enchanting perfume. And the parties at dusk. Seems like ages ago, in another incarnation. ... It makes me sorry now looking at it, to the abandoned garden hedges of twisted branches. The great spruce lies fallen. And a huge crater, replaces the beautiful flowerbeds of yesteryear.

"O jardim" por Mão Morta, álbum "Primavera de Destroços", 2001.
"The Garden", by the Dead Hand, album "Spring of Debris", 2001.