This next title is an ad campaign title.
"Sergio Valente, Sergio Valente, how you look
tells the world how you feel."
And the engine is a little carrot, a little knull sign,
and then a clear box, which is really just a translation
of that for me.
"My youth came to the city to visit me,
clouds rushed between us and the sun.
The albums were finally full.
Half heartedly, we looked through lenses fish
eye and wide, but we'd had enough likenesses taken.
Similes we're simply out of the question.
The blind man, regardless, said, please
a little light so I can see my love.
He'd gone through seven doves without knowing it.
In bed, the surveyors held their aching heads,
satellites caught our thoughts and held them,
then snow fell in between two trains,
then fleas swirled in the hoof dust.
And when we looked at each other, we didn't look alike.
I kissed your magnifying glass and said, when the aliens come,
they'll know we're inside our cars."
Which is something I've always wondered about,
whether they would be more interested in the cars.
[LAUGHTER]