Very happy and excited to present you guys my/our first collab of its kind.
Working on this project with Short prose-fiction was such a great experience.
I hope you’ll enjoy our combined efforts.
Music, production and arrangement – Ankit
Lyrics and recitation – Short prose-fiction
Pain is dripping from guitars
into sunsets with no end
pigeons guide ships lost at sea
tears drop from plumy skies…
love is blowing in the wind
scents of flowers and of salt
Listen to the night of oleanders
to the magic of the key which turns
take me to the kiss of no return
when the sky is turning blue
and we’re centuries apart
let me kneel in front of you