Dom Bosco S.A

I passed
So much kite string on me
I passed kite string and lemon juice
In the end
I thought
For so long about you
And it hurts the same as passing kite string
On me
But if I cross
The street of Dom Bosco S.A
I might find you
And not greet your gaze

I set
Fire to my garden
To erase the image of you
Jasmine
I kept
So many pictures of you
And this time it was left for me
But if I cross
The street of Dom Bosco S.A
I might find you
And not greet your gaze
I set