Emma is sleeping, Michael’s smoking
His day begins early in the morning…
He sips a damn hot café, the brand of his cigarette
Catches fire as at dawn the color of the sky…
the color of this sky… lights on A Perfect life…

Emma trains the foals, trying to explain to them…
Good manners as she does with her kids…
kisses and sweet caresses/ pushes and nudges, just to cow
for lunch just two, quick sandwiches/ in the shade of wise poplar…
the shade of this poplar … Brings up A Perfect life …

On this carousel going round and round in circles,
Lights, shades, sounds, colors, horses and carriages
You realize that all these things go around you, around you
Trying to build your life, giving a sense to life, marking the pass of time…
Acting a Perfect life

Nathan is taking the box of pastels
He’s drawn two daddies along the fences,
Evan is Kneeding the cement…
The old great dane Tenerife is rolling in the grass, Evan smiles
The scent of the fresh mint… the scent of this fresh mint… Smell of a Perfect Life
P-P-P Perfect life…
On this carousel going round and round in circles,
Lights, shades, sounds, colors, horses and carriages
You realize that all these things go around you, around you
Trying to build your life, giving a sense to life, marking the pass of time…
Acting a Perfect life